[Verse 1: Murs]
5' 10", pale skin, no bullshit
Thick as fuck, now I think I gotta pull this
Them tattoos on the chest
Had to show her how we do this shit back West
I said, "You lookin' like you came by yourself
I see you into Killer Reese, is there anyone else?"
Like myself, hah
You know that I'm the headliner
Back in the day I was a good off-the-head rhymer
I'm free flowing, now she showing me some teeth
I don't know where this is going but I'm hoping that at least
We can go and get some drinks
Have some conversation, I can see how she thinks
'Cause if there ain't no connection
Or no type of intellect then I ain't getting no erection
Not on no Dead Prez shit though
I'm tryna fuck, all that mind-sex shit can go
No disrespect, bro, that's not me
If not tonight, then eventually
A gentleman is just a wolf being patient
I'm hoping I can feel up on your booty while we waiting

[Chorus: Murs]
My mama said she wanted something she can shake it to
So I thought about a song I could make for you
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to
This is something for the **** to get naked to
This is something for the **** to get naked to
Without the cursing, I don't know if I can make it through
This is something for the **** to get naked to
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