Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
Songwriter
Steven Kubie
Songwriter
Nicholas Steele
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gerald Sandor Yusuf
Mixing Engineer
Steven Kubie
Mixing Engineer
Steven Q-Beatz
Producer
Steele Risin'
Producer
QST
Producer
QST Music Group
Producer
Lyrics
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
You know that you chu a baddie
Sending me those pics
Sending me yo addy
You wanna grab the stick
And she got a fatty
I'm uh bring the whips
She gotta pretty face
Thinking bout those lips
The way she move her waist like Shakira in the hips
She love to feel the bass, move her body with the kick
My flow is like karate make her body do a flip
Girl I'm so erotic you exotic with the mix
Call me for a fix
We could just make love
Never get enough
Take you to my place
Imma show you what's up
We can just make love
Never get enough
You'll become an addict
And be feining for my touch
We could just make love
Never get enough
Take you to my place
Imma show you what's up
We can just make love
Never get enough
You'll become an addict
And be feining for my touch
She wanting me to come through
Get the bottle for two
We gon take it to the room
She wanting me to come through
Get the bottle for two
We gon take it to the room
So tell me how you want it, want it
You a freak girl why you being modest
So tell me how you want it, want it
Open up girl tell me and be honest
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
She got me with my own kinda ringtone
She think about me every time she alone
Feeling on herself making little moans
Till I see her then I'm getting her out of her clothes
The way she move her waist like Shakira in the hips
She love to feel the bass, move her body with the kick
My flow is like karate make her body do a flip
Girl I'm so erotic you exotic with the mix
Call me for a fix
We could just make love
Never get enough
Take you to my place
Imma show you what's up
We can just make love
Never get enough
You'll become an addict
And be feining for my touch
We could just make love
Never get enough
Take you to my place
Imma show you what's up
We can just make love
Never get enough
You'll become an addict
And be feining for my touch
She wanting me to come through
Get the bottle for two
We gon take it to the room
She wanting me to come through
Get the bottle for two
We gon take it to the room
So tell me how you want it, want it
You a freak girl why you being modest
So tell me how you want it, want it
Open up girl tell me and be honest
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
How you wanna do it
Every single position
We be doing rounds
Till we outta commission
We can take our time
Never really can finish
Or we do it fast
I hit it with the quickness then I'm gone
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
I just wanna take you home
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
I just wanna take you home
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
I just wanna take you home
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna take you home
Come home
Writer(s): Steven Kubie, Gerald Sandor Yusuf, Nicholas Steele
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