Yeah, whoa-oh (yeah, whoa-oh)
Yeah, whoa-oh (yeah, whoa-oh)
Yeah, whoa-oh (yeah, whoa-oh)
Yeah, whoa-oh (yeah, whoa-oh)
Yeah, whoa-oh (yeah, whoa-oh)
Alright
It was last June, we watched the grass bloom
Staring at your tattoos
Thinking 'bout last time we was in your bathroom
And you got nasty, nasty like a vacuum (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
Feel it in your chest, know you do-ooh-ooh (yeah)
Feel it in your soul, know you do-ooh-ooh
Girl, you not asking for nothing
When you need my lovin'
You know I'm runnin'
You know I'm comin' into you
Say lady (say lady), yeah
Say lady, yeah
Fresh out the shower, smell like cocoa butter
Girl, don't be shy, let's get to know each other
Bounce out with me, I got them car keys
Super sport in the lobby, it's almost time to leave
She be in her feelings, heart on her sleeve
Got on a tight dress, you look the part to me
Baby, talk to me, let's get more than close
I'm thinkin' duet, I love the way your skin glows
It was last June, we watched the grass bloom
Staring at your tattoos
Thinking 'bout last time we was in your bathroom
And you got nasty, nasty like a vacuum (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
Feel it in your chest, know you do-ooh-ooh (yeah)
Feel it in your soul, know you do-ooh-ooh
Girl, you not asking for nothing
When you need my lovin'
You know I'm runnin'
You know I'm comin' (into you)
Say lady (say lady), yeah
Say lady, yeah
She walked in and her face looked familiar
If I get my word, then it will occur
Then the parties for two, I got that ocean view
You look better by my side, can I speak the truth?
When I pass through, it's a new coup
I'm in the LA Times, no more bad news
They say cash rules, so I keep it now
And you scorchin' hot, and you not a thot
If they like it or not, they gotta deal with it
I'm too real with it, none of the cars rented
I'm in the Carhartt vest with my boy G-4
Told him how I met this chick, I need to get to know
She got sex appeal, hands down, she got my vote
Got me feelin' like high school, writing notes
But I was sitting at the bar in a Burberry coat
Forreal, forreal, baby, two times you know what I want
It was last June, we watched the grass bloom
Staring at your tattoos
Thinking 'bout last time we was in your bathroom
And you got nasty, nasty like a vacuum (ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah)
Feel it in your chest, know you do-ooh-ooh (yeah)
Feel it in your soul, know you do-ooh-ooh
Girl, you not asking for nothing
When you need my lovin'
You know I'm runnin'
You know I'm comin' (into you)
Say lady (say lady), yeah
Say lady (say lady), yeah
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