Paris Stalley (Ft. Omarion & Rockie Fresh)

[Intro: Omarion & Stalley]
Hey, hey-yeah
Hey (Ayy)
Yeah, feel this

[Chorus: Omarion]
She be all on my mind and she gone with it
Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it
In the wintertime, she be cold with it
Warm it up better, I be all in it
I be all in it, you be calling it
And I be on the way, no stalling it
Yeah, make a nigga wanna fall in it
Yeah, your body keep calling it

[Verse 1: Stalley]
I'm, speeding in my fast car
Reminiscing on the girl that I last saw
And how she cut wood like a hacksaw
Wax on, wax off, man that ass soft
Attached to my fitted, but I give that kitten hats off
I was jimmy strapped when I fell up in that cat paws
All over my body, me, I don't feel my yawning
Balls had her head downtown, up like a coin toss
Rolling up her body
Stretch it like pilate, 1-10 Maserati
Burning down the highway, burning on some molly
Could this be love or infatuation of the body?
The facts is that I'm sloppy with my feelings and it's got me
Chasing love at six in the morning
Horny as a dog in heat chasing after a pony, the streets is lonely
It’s just me and the stars
Me and my thoughts, could it be me and the goddess?
Well if I play my cards right
Tarot cards on the dashboard if they read write and leave me right
Back to my queen tonight, aight?