(Intro) This the type of shit that make ya... This the type of shit that make ya... This the type of shit that make ya clothes fall off Clothes fall off, fall...
(Verse 1) Girl i'm speeding in my rover Cause im rushing to come over Cause I need it right now but I ain't trying to wake your home girl up Oh, since you say she ain't home We can get it poppin', we can get it on We can do it 'til it's early in the morning Make you come over and over and over again, yeah
(Hook) Don't it feel good girl? When I give it to you good girl I'm in your neighborhood girl So be expecting company, yeah
(Chorus) Guess who's coming over Girl I got a lil something somthing to show ya Girl I hope you ready, for what, im about to do to you, yeah So guess who's coming over Girl I got a couple freaky things to show ya Girl i'm trying to get up, all up, in ya Oooohh I hope your home alone
(Verse 2) Is anybody home? I hope your all alone girl If I have you all to myself... Soon as I show up, imma snatch off all your clothes and imma tear you up Have you screaming so loud we wake the neighbors up All over the house, girl it's going down Let me take you upstairs to your bedroom, right now oooooohh Baby hold it steady for me, and let me love you deeper, yeah
(Hook) Don't it feel good girl? When I give it to you good girl I'm in your neighborhood girl So be expecting company, yeah
(Chorus) Guess who's coming over Girl I got a lil something somthing to show ya Girl I hope you ready, for what, im about to do to you, yeah So guess who's coming over Girl I got a couple freaky things to show ya Girl i'm trying to get up, all up, in ya Oooohh I hope your home alone
(Bridge) So many freaky things I want to do to you And your body baby We can start off in the kitchen on the counter babe Let me taste ya Imma make you beg for more And make you come harder than before Girl I'm at your door, I hope your all alone
(Chorus) Guess who's coming over Girl I got a lil something somthing to show ya Girl I hope you ready, for what, im about to do to you, yeah So guess who's coming over Girl I got a couple freaky things to show ya Girl i'm trying to get up, all up, in ya Oooohh I hope your home alone
(outro) This the type of shit that make ya... This the type of shit that make ya... This the type of shit that make ya clothes fall off Clothes fall off, fall...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
