Selecta (Mixed)

[Intro] You-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh You-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh [Verse 1] You nurture me, ayy Losing touch with you, ain't nothing worse than that You would finish my sentence, connect the words for me Red-eye to Tokyo, I took that personally, you're on Your selection Playing them songs for my affection You don't mind to fuck my intellection You always keep me inna your selection [Pre-Drop] That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta You-ooh, ooh, you-ooh, ooh That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta You-ooh, ooh, you-ooh, ooh That's my shorty, that's my ride– (Now my selecta) [Drop] I select you Oh, make me make my imprint on you I select you Oh, make me make my imprint on you [Verse 2] DJ, pull up thе tune, burn up the room, straight to the moon again Primadonna, pree mе Act like a fool and me and you breaking the rules again Could never see you as just a friend Would you take your time? I put the key inside And put the P in drive DND replied But I looked you in your eye My reminder, my selecta [Pre-Drop] You, you (Selecta, selecta) That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta You, you That's my shorty, that's my ride– (Now my selecta)