Paris

[Intro: Omarion & Stalley]

Hey, hey-yeah

Hey (Ayy)

Yeah, feel this

[Chorus: Omarion]

She be all on my mind and she gone with it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

In the wintertime, she be cold with it

Warm it up better, I be all in it

I be all in it, you be calling it

And I be on the way, no stalling it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

Yeah, your body keep calling it

[Verse 1: Stalley]

I'm, speeding in my fast car

Reminiscing on the girl that I last saw

And how she cut wood like a hacksaw

Wax on, wax off, man that ass soft

Attached to my fitted, but I give that kitten hats off

I was jimmy strapped when I fell up in that cat paws

All over my body, me, I don't feel my yawning

Balls had her head downtown, up like a coin toss

Rolling up her body

Stretch it like pilate, 1-10 Maserati

Burning down the highway, burning on some molly

Could this be love or infatuation of the body?

The facts is that I'm sloppy with my feelings and it's got me

Chasing love at six in the morning

Horny as a dog in heat chasing after a pony, the streets is lonely

It’s just me and the stars

Me and my thoughts, could it be me and the goddess?

Well if I play my cards right

Tarot cards on the dashboard if they read write and leave me right

Back to my queen tonight, aight?

[Chorus: Omarion]

She be all on my mind and she gone with it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

In the wintertime, she be cold with it

Warm it up better, I be all in it

I be all in it, you be calling it

And I be on the way, no stalling it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

Yeah, your body keep calling it

[Verse 2: Stalley]

Twenty minutes from home, she's still on my mind

As the sun rise ahead, I hit I-95

Eyes heavy from the marijuan'

As I stare upon the sunset tryna make it home

Heart racing trying to make it calm

Love drum beating on my insides, writing its own song

Fighting the urge to bust a U turn

If I ain’t fighting for her then what’s the use, huh?

I usually leave after I smash 'em

No feelings attached, guess that's the past, huh?

Looking at the exes as I past them

I'm so lost but know where I'm going, confused in my motives

Lonely or in love, optimistic or I'm hopeless

Romantic, I'm frantic, I wrote this

I'm usually heartless, it's haunting

Her presence is my focus, I’m presently out of focus

Speeding in my fast car, reminiscing 'bout the girl that I last saw

[Chorus: Omarion]

She be all on my mind and she gone with it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

In the wintertime, she be cold with it

Warm it up better, I be all in it

I be all in it, you be calling it

And I be on the way, no stalling it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

Yeah, your body keep calling it

[Verse 3: Rockie Fresh]

Heard love will win the game, she always end up losing

To immature niggas who just don't know what they doing

They be having bitches but be in the club choosing

They think everything's a game and find everything amusing

You young, I think you should lower your expectations

Get high with a nigga and exercise some patience

I could work you out, do it in the ways you ain't expect it

And every time you throw it back, you know I'm down to catch it

You love the way a nigga spend money like it's nothing

You gimme good top when I don't feel like fucking

And sometime you be tripping and you push a nigga buttons

But I can't do them discussions, you know a nigga hustling

Told you that you beautiful and now that got you blushing

Gushin', we can sip slow, why we rushing?

Cîroc, Amoretta, spilled Belaire on my leather

And every time you call me then I'm coming there whenever

Fuck with me

[Chorus: Omarion]

She be all on my mind and she gone with it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

In the wintertime, she be cold with it

Warm it up better, I be all in it

I be all in it, you be calling it

And I be on the way, no stalling it

Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it

Yeah, your body keep calling it