TARAJI

I've seen enough of you to know

I'm done with the toaster

I'm done with the toaster

I've seen enough of you to know

I'm done with the toaster

I'm done with the toaster, baby

Yeah, I'm staying at the London tonight

Leave your name in your check-in if you come in tonight

Oh, what up? Looking like Taraji

We could do ménage à trois if you down, baby

You be my Beyoncé, I could be your Hova

Fucking up my sofa 'cause that thing's super soaka

I wanna be your knight in shining armor

Yeah, hoping that your love come around

Just like karma

Uh, yeah, I know you fuck with rap stars

I know you don't want a good man, you want a trap star

I know that you all 'bout them bills, like you pass laws

Put you on a jet in the sky, fuck, get your passport

You don't really love him, but damn, that was your last choice

I'm just tryna put you in cuff, just like I'm bad boys

No, I'm just tryna put you in cuffs, just like that task force

Ain't nobody driving me crazy, we on a crash course

Girl, I could put you up in them Benz, don't mind paying for it

I can't let nobody else get it, I got to pay for it

And I swear these other women, they'll ball

Hit you when I'm back on tour

'Cause I'm standin'

Yeah, I'm staying at the London tonight

Leave your name in your check-in if you come in tonight

Oh, what up? Looking like Taraji

We could do ménage à trois if you down, baby

You be my Beyoncé, I could be your Hova

Fucking up my sofa 'cause that thing's super soaka

I wanna be your knight in shining armor

Yeah, hoping that your love come around

Just like karma

I know how to make you laugh, I know how to make you smile

I know every spot to touch to make that thing get aroused

Ain't no way to miss that ass, you can see it in the crowd

When I see somebody looking, don't get mad, I get proud

When you see somebody looking, now you mad, now you loud

You my queen, baby, you know every queen need a crown, hold you down

You say you soul searching, but I've been waiting patiently, so don't leave me cold turkey

I want you to perform for me, baby, it's close curtain

Now close the curtain

I'm in your city, and your heart still hurting

Come up there, I'll update it if your car still working

Yeah, I'm at I'm staying at the London tonight

Leave your name in your check-in if you come in tonight

Oh, what up? Looking like Taraji

We could do ménage à trois if you down, baby

You be my Beyoncé, I could be your Hova

Fucking up my sofa 'cause that thing's super soaka

I wanna be your knight in shining armor

Yeah, hoping that your love come around

Just like karma

Seen enough of you to know

I'm done with the toaster

I'm done with the toaster

I've seen enough of you to know

I'm done with the toaster

I'm done with the toaster, baby