Hey girl, do you love me? Yes Well, I wanna try somethin? with you so don't be shy Are you ready? Of course baby Let's go You go hit the lights I'll
Hey girl, do you love me? Yes I wanna try something with you So, don't be shy, are you ready? Of course, baby let's go You go hit the lights, I'll set
rising, hips and thighs coming Hypnotizing man I don't wanna stop It feels like They don't understand me because I really don't understand myself I can't live with
it with a silver spoon in your hand Don't give me that innocent girl thing 'Cause I'll close the door with a slam. Don't wanna be left behind ...
so I don't double-talk Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a hawk But I ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation Reputation's at stake, but I won't break I
where the same time last year I was broker than you, I just wanna make that clear cause now I'm dealing with money I've never seen before and RnB b-tches
hop on top, "girl, I don't care" You better get yours fore I reach mine Cause then I'm throwing peace signs If you a freak, I can take you to your peak
couple of freaks to sneak home with Now she ride a n-gga dick just like she owned it So every time I wanna hit, I bet ya she owned it She got the bad
here don't fear The clear just step to it. Now I drive Come alive from the bottom to the top Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop But? (I know
deal with me Why you wondering if I wanna rob you, why not find a way to come and chill with me I ain't nothing but people, I'm just like you Nothing
rollin' stone But I wanna be the cover of a rollin' stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone August 6 1981, I
and keep tryin' to hit I could quit speakin' Tariq in fact, you bein' Black thought don't get ya closer I dig ya but won't bone ya because I'm so-called
might die Why? [ skoob ] While niggas beef about this and biggedy-beef about that I'm with my soldiers in the rover, never sober, fuck that Yo dun, I run with wild crooklyn niggas with
myself It's hard to control myself It's hard for me to control myself And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna Temptation
I don't care 'bout that neither I don't give a fuck about him, T.S. or the fever Yeah I said it, when I see him I'ma pop him I know he big but this here
don't rush, I like it slow Can't hold it any longer, so let it go Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard
song, while I'm on the phone long I'm a radio man, and I know that I can't sing, yes I can Give me one more chance, and I'll make you dance Girl, we make
me your secret I don't just want to know about any secret of yours Because tonight I want you to learn All about the secrets in your garden I wanna