If you really need me, just reach out and touch me If you want my body and you think I'm sexy Come on, sugar, let me know Come on, sugar let me know She She sits alone, waiting for suggestions He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her

Every time I make another one, it's another one Don't be all up on my french toast when that butter come She She tried to put me in the friend zone, but she she wanted some Fuck it, I'll be in that friend zone 'cause I fuck with her After fuckin' her Another

My bitch bunkin' She went from nothing now she she somthing She She only clap that ass for me I taught her how to whip a key Now my trap jumpin' She bring that dough to me how I want it In fifties, hundreds, all that Money is money, my nigga Even small stacks

I'm out of control, My girl don't want me 'cause of my dirty laundry, And I think that she she knows, With all of this money they all want something from me, It's starting to show, I'm out of control I can't lie no more, Man I can't see shit in the

We’ll let you guys prophesy We gon' see the future first I'll mean something to you These bitches want Nikes They looking for a check Tell em it ain't likely Said she she need a ring like Carmelo Must be on that white like Othello All you want is Nikes

Any way you want it That's the way you need it Ooh, all night, all night Oh, every night So hold tight, hold tight Ooh baby, hold tight Oh, she said, She loves to laugh She She loves to sing

She loves a small town boy like me She She can have anybody that she she wants to be Anywhere she she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

She loves a small town boy like me She She can have anybody that she she wants to be Anywhere she she wants to be She's my ride or die baby She's my cool, she's my crazy She's my laid back in the front seat She's my with me to the end girl My turn-it-up-to ten girl

Said she she wants my loving all night And when she she get it, she'll be all right (all right) And when she she get it, she'll be all right She She wants my loving all night It's all right Now she she call me on the phone and said she's home alone And she she want me to come

Do I want to? Twist my arm Yeah do I want to, with all that charm? Do I want to, with all that charm? There she she blows, Jacques Cousteau Hear her sing so sweet and low Lull me overboard, out cold Gathered in and swallowed whole You just hit me where I