451 - Show Me lyrics
[451 - Show Me lyrics]
Oolala, pop up on me, don't be late
We don't need chase
Call me up, if your man ain't home
Run it up, buss it down show me how it go
Don't tell me how you feel
Don't need to roll the dice
But fuck it girl
You might as well just spend the night
'Cause oolala, oolala, way she throw it back
'Way she back all of my yak
Said she love me, that's a fact
'Way she look me in my eyes
Make me want it more
Strip down for me, baby girl
What you waiting for?
Only rocking satin silk, Ritz Hotel robes
I like you and you like Ace
Won't you pour some more?
We can book a flight to
Cannes by the weekend come
Blasting Loft Music in a mansion, oh my Lord
She span it round
'lil mama made my kingdom come
Brought a friend, double down for ménage
À trois
Oolala, first flight out of MIA
Oolala, pop up on me, don't be late
We don't need chase
Call me up, if your man ain't home
Run it up, buss it down show me how it go
She work through the week just to
Get dick on the weekend
I got one night for you
I might just leave in the AM
But she jumped in the pool she want good sex
(sex) 'Way she pressing on me
She might leave a dent
Oolala, first flight out of MIA
Oolala, pop up on me, don't be late
We don't need chase
Call me up, if your man ain't home
Run it up, buss it down show me how it go