Felt It

Can we be up to your house Cuz I'm two seconds from pulling it out We fucking up the dance floor It's to hard to ignore You pushed up behind me And I felt it on my booty Hey big daddy what's popping I ain't mad Hope you ain't plan on stopping Cuz' it feels like I'm what you're into By the feel of that print I'm tryna' dip with you I'm not just tryna' dance Or twerk it on your pants Boy I'm tryna' grind All night Can I get your name It feels like you're game To see what that be like Got me ready to ride Can we be up to your house I'm two seconds from pulling it out We fucking up the dance floor It's too hard to ignore You pushed up behind me And I felt it on my booty Can we be up to your house I'm two seconds from pulling it out Fuck this fucking dance floor You're too hard to ignore Where is the door I'm tryna feel all them inches Tryna' mind all your business Tryna' unwrap it like Christmas Put it in Let it soak like dishes I don't wanna wait Tryna' meet my fait Reel me in I'm biting the bait Taking the case I'm your public defender I'm tryna' throw it and return it to sender Let me marinate it till' it get tender Couple places you can enter I'd let you lick lick lick lick Till' you discover the center My head so cold I bet it snows in my throat You'd swear it's the winter I'm not a beginner Bedroom get ate like dinner If sex could kill I'd be a killer Can we be up to your house I'm two seconds from pulling it out We fucking up the dance floor It's too hard to ignore You pushed up behind me And I felt it on my booty Can we be up to your house I'm two seconds from pulling it out Fuck this fucking dance floor You're too hard to ignore Where is the door Wanna feel it in my coochie My Coochie Coochie My coochie My coochie My Coochie My Coochie My Coochie Coochie coochie Coo My coochie Can we be up to your house I'm two seconds from pulling it out Felt it on my booty