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I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that

I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
That he's coming right back

She's a provocateur
Dancefloor connoisseur
Shit week so Friday for sure
Tell the girls we're taking a detour

Give him hell, yeah
Give these boys hell, yeah
She does it well, ah yeah
I do it myself, ah yeah

Cigarette, candy necklace on my hips
Butterfly that's on my wrist
Put your hands on me like this
Major glow, head to toe
PT, she's glossy
Give him one kiss, just softly
Tease him and get him off me

I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that

I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
That he's coming right back

He dripping down on my Bustier like ice cream
While Ashanti playing in the AMG
Let it rain on me
He fucking up my headboard
So I'm on my knees like Dear Lord
Please pray for me
Save the grace for me
Say boy
Whata-what you want
I give you that uh- that uh- that uh
Shoot in my mouth
Shoot in my shit like uh and one
Ah yeee ah yeah (Okay)
On the real Imma take his soul (Alright)
Imma take him from his hoesh (Okay)
On the real I think he knows

I think he knows
When I play with him like that
I think he knows
When I say it to him like that

He's wrapped around my pinky finger
Watching the way I move
More drunk on power than on liquor
And he knows it's true

When I play with him like that
When I play with him like that
When I play with him like that
Play with him like that
That he's coming right back

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