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