Bonjour
Pardon my French
You a bad bitch
Handmade, you the prototype
You ain't average
Are you the only one?
Or did they make two
Hope they made twins
When they made you
Cause one of you just ain't enough
For me
Ain't no feeling like
Being in your company
Yeah, she pretty, young, fine and petite
Stiff one, not a rude one
She don't speak
Interaction, she distracting
Yeah that's faction
She a whole one, not a fraction
(Uhhh)
Good Lordy
Might sound corny
Coke bottle shape
Chase her, come pour me
Pound town, Motown
Start recording
Temptation, Hitsville, B. Gordy
I don't wanna be too forward
And I don't wanna press fast forward
Do you know your vibes euphoric
Not a question
It's rhetoric
Bonjour
Pardon my French
You a bad bitch
Handmade, you the prototype
You ain't average
Are you the only one?
Or did they make two
Hope they made twins
When they made you
Cause one of you just ain't enough
For me
Ain't no feeling like
Being in your company
