fault lines

I see you working, baby, uh Yeah, ha-ha, uh, look All the women in the world that are being bad girls Baby, don't care if it's real, if it's weave 'Cause it's your hair, tell 'em get they own thing You been out here on ya job, nine to five, no sleep All my shorties in the world, independent, what's the word? I been out here, needing good company, meet me down stairs Tryna see where this leads, you been out here on ya job, come and work it on me Where we start the day Sunny side of LA like a breakfast plate Wasn't tryna save ya, but I'm looking like a cape You was looking crepe, sweeter than a date Mango when it's ripe, or a lemon pound cake Just some food for thought, eat it if you may I don't wanna rush, but we gotta celebrate, life is short Also can't make up assumptions, baby, tell me if you're sure All the women in the world that are being bad girls Baby, don't care if it's real, if it's weave 'Cause it's your hair, tell 'em get they own thing You been out here on ya job, nine to five, no sleep All my shorties in the world, independent, what's the word? I been out here, needing good company, meet me down stairs Tryna see where this leads, you been out here on ya job, come and work it on me Meet me at division Nothing's true in sight I can feel ignitions move me through the night I don't need permission For closing all the fault lines The fault's all Working, working, working Be my neurosurgeon, pick my brain, and peep the person Purple puffing you just purchased Far from perfect, we just people past the surface Pass the puff, your lips, you purse 'em, need a hit Treat it like a cheap flight, let ya spirit lift I've been running 'round the city, looking for the same feel Might've called 'em love, but the feeling ain't real So tell me, what's your fantasy? Even if they Ludacris, make them plans with me Know your office ain't where you always plan to be So, you could be my boss when we get in the sheets I mean, you could clock in when you working on me I mean, you could clock out when you ready to leave I might pay ya overtime, just for keeping it G When you let that pink slip, I'll be here if you need, uh Meet me at division Nothing's true in sight I can feel ignitions move me through the night I can't give permission For closing all the fault lines The fault's all mine Meet me at division Nothing's true in sight I can feel ignitions move me through the night I can't give permission For closing all the fault lines The fault's all mine Closing all the fault lines The fault's all mine Closing all the fault lines The fault's all Ain't nobody but you, nobody but you You're the only one I'm looking for Ain't nobody but you, nobody but you You're the only one I'm looking for Ain't nobody but you, nobody but you You're the only one I'm looking for (the only one) You're the only one I'm looking for, you