Ignition

[Intro: R. Kelly] Over, babe Put this, put this stand up in your trunk, babe So buckle up 'cause this can get bumpy, babe Honey, we gon' mess around and get a ticket, babe I'm sayin', go, yellow light Do it slow, red light I'ma stop when I hear you say Switch lanes, signal Take a break, hit the hazards when we park [Verse 1: Tory Lanez] Woah, babe You're so wet, I'm slippin', I'm slidin', yeah Woah, babe I cannot wait to get to your body I don't want interruptions Doors locked, don't interrupt us You can scream my name up in there You can scream my name up in there [Chorus: Tory Lanez] 'Cause I like your style, have a grown man wishin' I can take my key, put it in the ignition And you still on me, got your engine tickin' Baby, you gon' know my name by the way I whip it, yeah [Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez] I can feel it coming I can feel you want it I can feel it coming Woah, this ain't the time for second-guessin' what's goin' on in my body, woah If you say you're mine, then, baby, you can't change your mind [Verse 2: Tory Lanez] We mix the Hen' with the 'Trón, I'm like, "So what? I'm drunk" It's the freakin' weekend, I'ma have me some fun Rollin' a blunt, OG my weed And I'm tearin' that shit up when you fuckin' with me I don't want interruptions I just wanna get to the function, baby I'm not one for assumptions But I assume want ya, uh [Chorus: Tory Lanez] 'Cause I like your style, have a grown man wishin' I can take my key, put it in the ignition And you still on me, got your engine tickin' Baby, you gon' know my name by the way I whip it [Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez] I can feel it coming I can feel you want it I can feel it coming Woah, this ain't the time for second-guessin' what's goin' on in my body, woah If you say you're mine, then, baby, you can't change your mind [Bridge: Tory Lanez] Girl, we off in the street with the windows up Blast the radio, we not givin' a fuck Cruisin' 'round and 'round, girl, we livin' it up We just thuggin' it out, we not givin' a fuck, ooh Oh, yeah, yeah See it comin' [Outro: R. Kelly] Pretty girl, I'm feelin' you The way you do the things you do Reminds me of my Lexus coupe That's why I'm all up in your grill Tryna get you to a hotel You must be a football coach The way you got me playin' the field So, baby, give me that toot-toot And let me give you that beep-beep Runnin' her hands through my 'fro Bouncin' on twenty-fours While they sayin' on the radio It's the remix to "Ignition" Hot and fresh out the kitchen Mama rollin' that body Got every man in here wishin' Sippin' on coke and rum I'm like, "So what? I'm drunk"