Lyrics

(Oh, harder, harder)
Mm-mm
Yeah, yeah
It's JR
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining (yeah)
But this pole is at my house
And not this club, this club
I can tell just what she's thinking
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff (uhh-ohh-ohh)
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining (ooh-ooh)
But this pole is at my house
And not this club, this club (mm-mm-mm)
I can tell just what she's thinking
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff
Shawty you've been waiting so patient
Didn't mean to keep you waiting so long
Girl, I just can't wait to see us naked
So baby girl, the night is all yours
Ooh, if you give me all your love
I'ma take my time with it, girl
Don't mind if I touch on your body
I got you right where I want you
And you know what I like, hop on top and ride
I'ma flip you to the side, while I'm still inside of you
Don't you run
Let's have fun
Here you come, over and over again
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining
But this pole at in my house
And not this club, this club (yeah-yeah)
I can tell just what she's thinking (yeah)
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining
But this pole is at my house
And not this club, this club (but this pole is at my house)
I can tell just what she's thinking
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff
Hello? (Hello? Hey, Daddy)
I'm coming to pick you up from work, get ready
(Ok, let me cancel first, am I coming over?)
Now come on, you know I need you back at the spot
It's round two
She told me it feels better when she spread her legs open (spread her legs open)
But this ain't something she can handle, and she know it (she know it)
It feels better when she flowing with the motions
I'm playing with your clit, while I'm stroking, got you exploding
I know these fingers got you wrapped through the motions (through the motions)
All this adrenaline rush and we eroding
When I want it, I get it, I'm talking boo gang, stole it
I struck gold when I knock that wall open
It's proof that it's potent (oh my God)
That sex way got me deeper than the ocean
You need what you want, I need what I want
I need a girl talking, I can fit up in the trunk
You don't gotta use dick, baby, I can make you nut with my hands
Swear to God, every bitch that I fuck they ran
I'ma show the whole world you a fein on the floor
You got the whole floor, treat this pole like a pro
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining
But this pole is at my house
And not this club, this club
I can tell just what she thinking
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff
I done caught myself daydreaming
About this stripper I been feining
But this pole is at my house
And not this club, this club
I can tell just what she's thinking
We can pack our bags, we leaving
Then we go make it to my room
For the private stuff, private stuff (oh my God)
Private stuff
(Oh, harder, harder)
Written by: Deangelo Deon Harris
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