(Seems like you're ready) (Girl, are you ready) It seems like you're ready Seems like you're ready To go all the way, all the way What's up baby? I wanna taste you And I know you're gonna like it, so

I'm hangin' on, hangin' on Wondering what's up next Girl, I can't wait Ain't nothing like spinning you around the room Where everyone can see You hangin' on, hangin' on to me Yeah I'm hangin' on, hangin' on To every word you say Every move you make

Feels good don't it What's it like girl To have somebody love you With a love Too good to be true You ought to know How bout those lonely nights You used to pray Something like this

Let it go (let it, let it go) Let it go (let it go, let it go) What's that in your hand, boy? Let it go (let it go) Girl, you got me frozen, lil' ho, I'ma let it go My face is yellow, but my heart is blue I do it like Usher, nice and slow Let it go

My love yeah, my love don't come easy babe My love yeah, my love yeah don't come easy, babe (Don't come easy babe) My love yeah, my love don't come easy babe What's up with you after many-a-moons girl yeah Why do you act like I'm sexist or something,

Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes Sippin' codeine, I forgot my plans I'ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda Flex on all my exes like, "hey ladies, hey ladies" Hey girl, what's up, I'ma pour this drink up with some soda Flex on all my exes

Ooh na na, what's my name? Hey boy, I really wanna see if you Can go downtown with a girl like me Hey boy, I really wanna be with you 'Cause you just my type Ooh na na na na I need a boy, to take it over Looking for a guy, to put in work uh

Some girls start crying, some girliez run away I'm like 'huh what the fuck man okay' Just relax yourself baby, its gonna be okay It's not my fault I was born dis way I'm an african come on girl you know whats up This big motherfuckin dick is whats up

What's it gonna take to make it Man I can't take this Everything's drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night

Damn you talk to me! Little girl what's your name Now don't you go looking at me like that You might see I'm ashamed, what's your name Talk with me, won't you talk with me Oh pretty girl It ain't too hip faking lines you ain't taking But your lips make