Anytime

[Intro: Jean Deaux]

You don't have to feel bad for me

If you don’t decide to answer, babe

Away, give it all up to me

I know you like a dancer, babe

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]

Call me anytime you wanna get it

I could have it crackin' for you

I'ma call you up before this exit

Don’t let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]

You ain't gotta ask

'Cause you know I'm on the way

Got my hands behind my waist

Now my legs is givin' way

We gon' have to crash

If you keep tryna play

Just to put me on my ass

Just so you could get a taste

[Verse 1: Jean Deaux]

Now do you have the range? How I get it from high low

This chopper on ya head, then I'm leavin’ ya mind blown

Now he wanna ménage with him, me and my clone

Nickname is Lola, can we make it fly low?

Grip game a choker, now beat it, no FlyLo

I’ma lose my mind on it, can I take my time on it?

I'ma stop breathin’, he callin' me psycho

Now he fingerin' the key, pretty please maestro

Need a wheelchair when I leave, no need for light strokes

Pay all these bitches dust like they came from Cairo

His head spinnin', check the engine, let me ride slow

Don’t spit no game when I'm the cheat code, nigga

Just relax, I'ma calm you with a pre-roll

Don't act shy when you pull up on a freak **

He look alive 'tiI show him how I **** ***** ('Til I show him how)

Oye loca ven pa'ca

Now you scream out "Mami, don't stop"

Don't need a ring and I'm still the master

And he professor and I'm like Ms. Parker

I make it rain like he need a parka

And bus' and dip like I'm doin' drive by

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]

Call me anytime you wanna get it

I could have it crackin' for you

I'ma call you up before this exit

Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]

You ain't gotta ask

'Cause you know I'm on the way

Got my hands behind my waist

Now my legs is givin' way

We gon' have to crash

If you keep tryna play

Just to put me on my ass

Just so you could get a taste

[Verse 2: Kehlani]

Pull up and eat it again, no Queen Key

Come home to me, let's fuck, no Queen B

I know you prefer when I am all me

But I made sure you could grip on my weave

Inches to my waist, tickle your face when I am grinding it

Cowgirl in reverse, make it a hearse, I'll ride or die on it

Take a minute, we could slow down, chop screw

Speed up, we could master it

It's your fuckin' world and I'm just out here gettin' smacked in it, ha

So just pull on up

Or I'ma call your bluff

If you ain't in no rush

Slide that thing up in my... huh

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]

Call me anytime you wanna get it

I could have it crackin' for you

I'ma call you up before this exit

Don't let me catch you actin' brand new

[Post-Chorus: Jean Deaux]

You ain't gotta ask

'Cause you know I'm on the way

Got my hands behind my waist

Now my legs is givin' way

We gon' have to crash

If you keep tryna play

Just to put me on my ass

Just so you could get a taste