You keep texting my phone

Asking me to pick you up when I'm on my way home

Damn yo' body crazy girl I see it through yo' clothes

You say I'm yo' weakness when I talk I make you fold

You a hot girl but you cold

I took you to the jewelry store I had to get you froze up

You ain't gotta do a lot to turn me on

You say when we on FaceTime you wanna lick the phone

I ain't gon' lie, you tough

I wanna fly you out but, girl, a weekend ain't enough

You don't gotta do much

Every time you touch me and when you say you love me

I love the way we fuck

I need at least two rounds with you, one just ain't enough

One just ain't enough

I need at least two rounds with you one just ain't enough

You nasty as fuck

One just ain't enough

I love when you get drunk, go head finish that cup

A weekend ain't enough, baby, I ain't in a rush

I'm tryna be the best you never had

Be something you can brag about

This dick gon' have you lashing out

Come here with yo' fine ass

Let me kiss you head to toe, girl, would you mind that?

You sounded so sexy when we talk on the phone

I don't need to take nothin', you turnin' me on

Fly you here to fuck me then I'm flying you home

You don't need permission, you grown

I'm tryna get you alone so you can

strip out them clothes so we can