Control Myself (feat. Jennifer Lopez)

No me puedo controlar

Aqui con

El Señor LL Cool J

Y aquí estoy

Ya tu sabes

Uno, dos, tres, muévete

The club was far from empty

It was crowded at the entry

I slide right through like how I do

This girl began to tempt me

She said her name Shayeeda

I could tell her mama feed her

When they tight and thick, them jeans don't fit

I'm L, nice to meet ya

I could feel my body yearning

The room just started turning

Didn't want to go out on the floor

But this girl was so determined

My brain began to sizzle

I'm sweating just a little

On the dance-floor in the middle

She turned around and giggled

She said

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make me leave my man

It's hard to control myself

It's hard to control myself

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make this boy be bad

It's hard to control myself

It's hard to control myself

It's hard for me to control myself

And to hold myself back from jumping on ya like I wanna

Like I wanna, wanna

Temptation is a mother

How we lust for one another

We barely know each other

Yet we're wilding like we're lovers

The air is filled with passion

The strobe lights are flashing

The hustlers throw cash in

The bartender keeps splashing

Her moves were so erotic

Her gaze was so hypnotic

I begged this girl to stop it

But she continued to pop it

"You know I know you like it

Let me hit you on your Sidekick

'Cause the afterparty is at my body

Meet me, you're invited"

She said

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make me leave my man

It's hard to control myself

It's hard to control myself

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make this boy be bad

It's hard to control myself

Hard to control myself

It's hard for me to control myself

And to hold myself back from jumping on ya like I wanna

Like I wanna, wanna

She licked off her lip gloss

Her hips tossed, back and forth

Side-to-side and up-and-down

She touched the ground, it turned me out

I'm battling desire

Lord, help me douse this fire

This internal inferno

Hotter than a shot of Cuervo

Her top was short and purple

Belly dancing in a circle

When I feel like this I can't resist

Stop it, don't make me hurt you

She said

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make me leave my man

It's hard to control myself

It's hard to control myself

You got, you got, you got

What it takes to make this boy be bad

It's hard to control myself

It's hard to control myself

It's hard for me to control myself

And to hold myself back from jumping on ya like I wanna

Like I wanna, wanna

Yeah

I need everybody to report to the dance floor

Right now!

Woo-ooh!

Yeah

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Shake now

Shake now

Shake, shake

Ya'll know what this is