[Hook]
Twist my fingers when I see you
Bang this love, cause I been down since day one
My heart ain't no playground
Don't point and shoot if you're goin' miss
The spot that I need
The spot they don't hit
(Shawty I'm guilty as charged)
Load me up don't put me down
We can go another round
Till we make that chopper sound
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Oh my God
(Shawty I'm guilty as charged)

[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
Cause this ain't no typical love song or
I know you really don't love songs that talk about busting and sucking and touching aggressive and shit but
Every so often that 808 make you feel freaky and I have to break
In the parking lot and let you do drive-bys all on my dick
Check on your clique I mean on your clit
Facial reloaded, bust when you ready
Just hold it steady I promise my aim is as good as it gets
So don't worry 'bout laws and cameras
I know handcuffs, you can handle 'em
I'm sure that you not a stranger
To shifting on a stick
I mean gripping on some grain
I mean keep it kinda quiet
When we out in public
And we trying to do our thing
I bang for you if you bang for me
Go to war for you in drawers
When we out here in these streets
I'm guilty as charged
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