| See what you like that,
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| I’m talking to you, yeah you
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| Hey baby, come and show me what it do
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| I never had a guy like you, so real
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| So kind and might fine
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| I like the way you ease my mind
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| And the way you take your time with me
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| Take me to ecstasy
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| Alone in this room, then my love go through you
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| Don’t need no food
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| I’m all game, see it on my face, babe
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| What you wanna do, I’m settled and ready for you
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| So make your move
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| I got what you want so work it till I love it boy, whoa
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| Boy keep doing what you doing, don’t slow it down
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| Baby don’t stop no,
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| Keep it right there, right in now you’re in my spot, oh
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep on working and you’ll make me scream
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| Hey baby, you coming on strong tonight
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| Feel like I’m on a different high
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| You’re my champion, you got the victory tonight
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| I like the way, the way we grind
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| And the way you make it real freaky
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| Takes me to ecstasy
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| Alone in this room, then my love go through you
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| Don’t need no food
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| I’m all game, see it on my face, babe
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| What you wanna do, I’m settled and ready for you
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| So make your move
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| I got what you want so work it till I love it boy, whoa
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| Boy keep doing what you doing, don’t slow it down
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| Baby don’t stop no,
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| Keep it right there, right in now you’re in my spot, oh
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep on working and you’ll make me scream
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| I’m so, I’m so elegant and so exquisite
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| If you say the magic words might let you get in it
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| Gotta promise no rush, you’ll be gentle with it
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| I like a mean backstroke, yeah boss, get it
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| We could do it in the ghost, if the wind does tinted
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| We could write a new book call it sex reinvented
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| Or sohuld we make a movie, sold to public arena
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| I’ll let you start up my motor
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| See this real fat engine
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| Now let’s start with some foreplay
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| Felation, 69 daddy, we could do that all day
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| And louboutins that’s the best way
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| And when I drop the trenchcoat, can you promise me a long day
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| Cause I’m a rider, put that thing inside
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| I bet I make it grip, like I’m gripping you with plyers
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| Them bitches liars, ain’t nothing bad as this
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| Got niggas eating this, call a nigga pie up
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| Boy keep doing what you doing, don’t slow it down
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| Baby don’t stop no,
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| Keep it right there, right in now you’re in my spot, oh
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep working, keep working, working,
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| Keep on working and you’ll make me scream. |