Pops Up! Janet Jackson

[Intro]
Hey Rich, you got me in here
I'm chill like a mu'fucker
Ooh, oh ay
Ooh, oh ay
Ooh, oh ay
Ooh, oh ay

[Verse 1]
Betcha think I'm the type to not speak
Look away every time our eyes meet
And I never smile, never wanna seem sweet
For all this normally is so beneath me
No need to judge me prematurely
As long as we don't leave here too early
So little time to discover what turns me on
Hold me tight and let's talk while I'm sittin' on ya, ha-ha

[Chorus]
I'ma sit on ya lap and we can just talk
I'ma sit on ya lap and we can just talk
Don't worry, relax, I'm real soft (Ah)
I'ma sit on ya lap and we can talk, but the
First thing that pops up, pops up, but the
First thing that pops up, faster, but the
First thing that pops up, pops up, but the
First thing that pops up, good thing you popped up, ooh