[Intro: Wale]
Shawty I ain't trying to be to [?] the option is yours
I just heard stories about that glorious inventory, wondered to see what you had in store
I could be a freak if I need to be, I'm saying I could please your needs
So them appointments with them toys and things they need to cease cause they can't even compete with me
If I ain't precise and you ain't suffice and I make time if I got to
But before you get more outta me, I need to get inside you
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Wake up in my room, sit upon the mat
You ain't gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sit upon the mat
You ain't gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, I can hit it from the back
[Verse 1: Wale]
Hey, what it do love? Wassup, babe? Hold time, I ain't ready about the foreplay
I'm a just shoot like Marc Scorsay
See, understand my fort
See, home makes you up, let me smell your make up up
'Fore I break you off, can I taste your love and let you up
You wild as fuck before you go, let me make you come
I make that around like a faucet, and I'm patient, I don't force it
And I ain't playing for your cushion, cause while I been on that bullshit
Got a tattoo with your ex man but I will make you say it's your shit
That's my shit, put a parle on her private, and I got this
Shawty go ahead and slide them, she ride it till she's tired
I inspire loss of pain, she's got that awesome shit, I pork em bitch until I pull her [?] in
Shawty I ain't trying to be to [?] the option is yours
I just heard stories about that glorious inventory, wondered to see what you had in store
I could be a freak if I need to be, I'm saying I could please your needs
So them appointments with them toys and things they need to cease cause they can't even compete with me
If I ain't precise and you ain't suffice and I make time if I got to
But before you get more outta me, I need to get inside you
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
Wake up in my room, sit upon the mat
You ain't gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, I can hit it from the back
Wake up in my room, sit upon the mat
You ain't gotta talk, I can hit it from the back
I can hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Hit it from the back, I can hit it from the back
[Verse 1: Wale]
Hey, what it do love? Wassup, babe? Hold time, I ain't ready about the foreplay
I'm a just shoot like Marc Scorsay
See, understand my fort
See, home makes you up, let me smell your make up up
'Fore I break you off, can I taste your love and let you up
You wild as fuck before you go, let me make you come
I make that around like a faucet, and I'm patient, I don't force it
And I ain't playing for your cushion, cause while I been on that bullshit
Got a tattoo with your ex man but I will make you say it's your shit
That's my shit, put a parle on her private, and I got this
Shawty go ahead and slide them, she ride it till she's tired
I inspire loss of pain, she's got that awesome shit, I pork em bitch until I pull her [?] in
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