From Miami to Ibiza She said she likes my watch But she wants Steve's AP And she stay up all hours watching Q.V.C. She said she loves my songs She bought my mp3 And so I put her number in my bold B.B. I got a black B.M.

She loves control, she wants it her way And there's no way she'll ever stay unless you give it up And all it takes is just one taste, you wanna give it up She loves control She loves, she loves Cold, 'cause she has been here before She doesn't cry

Baby, let's put the X in sex Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye Let's put the X in sex I got a letter just the other day She sent a picture, but she didn't sign her name She wore high heels

I met my girl when I was 18 years old And she was just turning 23 I really love her from my heart And even though I don't deserve it fam I hope she loves me So I just done this private show I'm doing Footlocker promo And judging from the postcode it was

To love a woman And that's what it feels like Will she love you tomorrow like she loves you today She can keep your heart guessing but she's yours if she stays I don't know what it is but she drives me crazy I don't know what she does but she drives me

My baby loves to dance If there's a beat somewhere that's droppin', she's rockin' My baby loves to dance, dance, dance Crank the dial up clockwise, windin' up her wild side That girl is ready to move She don't really care who's watchin' When she gets

Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, She likes to play, she loves to rock! With a pink guitar. She saw it in the window, just a callin' out her name. She mowed

Would you fall too? And I will fall for you If I fall for you You and I, two of a mind This love’s one of a kind You and I, we’re drifting Over the edge You and I, learning to speak With kisses on cheek

She forgives me when I can't I'm a long-gone Waylon song on vinyl And loves me like Jesus does All the crazy in my dreams Yeah, she knows the man I ain't 'Cause she loves me like Jesus does I'm a back row sinner at a tent revival But she believes in me

A hundred grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Hoo,