There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

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She kept the hotel key Slipped it in her purse I guess it makes her think of me And that night we left our hearts on our sleeves and the clothes all over the floor We both know we can't open the door no more Well it was down some street we couldn't even

Please help me, I'm falling In love with you Close the door to temptation don't let me walk through Turn away from me, darling I'm begging you to I belong to another Whose arms have grown cold But i promised forever To have and to hold

Home ain't where his heart is anymore He may hang his hat behind our bedroom door But he don't lay his head down to love me like before He knew how to reach me deep inside And he found a part of me I could not hide And we'd walk and talk and touch

And it feels like rain, like yesterday And the clouds roll in, the sunlight fades away again And I'm so damn sure, I'm gonna close that door You'll be the first to know When I've found what I'm looking for I want to run with the sun on my face Ride

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah clip that nigga Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah drop that nigga Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah pop that nigga Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah drop that nigga Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah pop that nigga

Back it up for me, back it, back it up for me Oh woah, woah woah You don't get to see my face, just drop it down You don't get to see my face, just pop it down, pop it down Ooh, yeah yeah yeah UTU, FÈRINA! Girl I'm wavy

(Gon' getchya, gon' shake ya) Hump de bump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bodu Bump de hump doop bop Hump de bump doop bop It must have been a hundred miles It's not about the smile you wear but The way we make out

Hangin' around (ooh) Hangin' around Make me sweat, sweat Breaking out a fever, I get cranky So hot, hot Damn hot, shakes and I get shake, shake How you spin, hit the door Get myself on down the road I picked my clothes up off the floor