See you can't just do it
(Go ahead)
You gotta do it well
Body language is the kinda talk I'm fluent in
Why don't you stop talking 'bout it and come do it then
Written on your face, that "yeah I'm tryna do it" grin
Even planning, we just need a spot to do it in
Heading to engagements, head behind the Range tints
Fruits of my labor, edible arrangements
It get a little messy, sweater new, Jays mint
And she say when she done with me I better go and change them
Fuck the sweater I don't know no fuckin' better
Y'all don't get it, I don't know no fuckin' better
Then this right here, shawty right there
Still givin' ol' boy nightmares
And I heard your ex hate it, that's why my texts dated
Last night was a movie and it was X-Rated
[?] call wet, it only gets better
Tonight we make the squeal and call that shit wetterGo ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let a nigga know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
Body language is the only talk he fluent in
He knew it was going down when he flew me in
Anything that I got on he wanna do me in
Now all these non-discrete bitches wanna do me in
Uh, go [?] on me
He know all his nigga wanna put the D on me
Even Dr. Dre went and put the B on me
But my pussy so exclusive, limited edition
You know niggas love pretty bitches with ambition
[?] on the keys never go in the ignition
B-But when I ride it, do it to precision
I could tell that he trippin' every time that it's slippin'
When he bout to come I start to kiss his neck
I let him score, but we ditch the ref
When we going out we gotta ditch the press
Aah man, I got his bitch depressed
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let a nigga know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
I'ma call you big daddy and scream your name
Only if you have me trippin' like candy paint
(So what you said, give it you right, give it to you left
Make it last forever, king sweat, have you outta breath)
Daddy slow down a bit
You acting like I never been down town and shit
I need a baller laid back while he watch this thing bounce
Buying him designer bags, [?]
(No doubt, I'm the player that they're talking about
Got that good shit, even in a drought)
If you gon' do it, do it for real
(And if they ask how I'm doin' tell 'em doin' it well)
Go ahead
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
Go ahead (Go ahead)
Fuck me like you know somebody else ain't fuckin' me right
(Niiice)
I'ma kiss your body from your head down to your toes
Any time you want it you just let a nigga know
(Just let a nigga know)
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
We gon' do it real good
And we gon' do it, do it, do it, do it
(She represent Queens, I was raised out in Brooklyn)
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