Lyrics

Don't stand so close to me Ya better hide your eyes or he gonna see That you got that Swayze, you got me shook Should have known better, boy I wrote the book And there ain't nothing to say about it I don't know what to do without it Goddamn, why you talkin' to me You know, you ain't supposed to be Goddamn, why you talkin' to me (Here I am) You know, you ain't supposed to be Oh yeah no I'm talkin' to you Matter factly that's exactly what I'm supposed to do You got a man and I know it's true But that fool'll never find out how I did it to you And there ain't nothing he can do about it And no he don't know what to do without it Goddamn, why you talkin' to me You know, you ain't supposed to be Goddamn, why you talkin' to me (Here I am) You know, you ain't supposed to be All I really want for my birthday please Is a little bit of you, let me get a bit of that juice? And now you're begging me please All I really want for my birthday please Is a little bit of your juicy, down on my knees And now you're down on your knees You got a hunger only I can feed Goddamn, why you talkin' to me You know, you ain't supposed to be Goddamn, why you talkin' to me You know, you ain't supposed to be Goddamn, why you talkin' to me You know, you ain't supposed to be Goddamn, why you talkin' to me (Here I am) You know, you ain't supposed to
Writer(s): Deva Salote Mahal, Aaron Earl Livingston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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