[Intro: Usher] (Fuckin you, fuckin you) Rosay, that's the problem with these rap niggaz (Fuckin you, fuckin you) They don't know how to play it cool, y'know? I mean there's a time and place for everything (Been thinkin 'bout you alllllll daaaaay) Yeah, but right now, it's about that time (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) (Look how you turn me onnnnnn, baby) See they like when you talk to 'em I mean, if you sayin somethin, heh (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) Seeing is believing {M-M-M-Maybach Music} UR-sher, baby~! Turn the lights on
[Rick Ross] She kissin on me, bitin on my bottom lip In the Galleria, all I get is \"Buy me this!\" Conversations on the phone until the break of dawn Combination to her home, I gotta make her moan (Woo!) Mean hustle got me chasing all this fast money Balenciaga sneakers, now she touchin cash money So sexy in them all black Giuseppe heels 50 stacks in her bag so she know it's real Top off the Ferrari, now we thugged out (Uh!) Smokin on that Cali, bumpin 2Pac It's +Me Against the World+, now +What'z Ya Phone #+ Jumpin in that range rover and Im coming over! (Girl, all I'm thinkin 'bout is...)
[Chorus: Usher] (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) Been thinkin 'bout you alllllll daaaaay Still can't get my mind off your body Im day dreaming 'bout.. (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) Look how you turn me onnnnnn, baby Cause nobody compares to your body, yeah Every time you let me touch (Fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you, fuckin you) And every time you let me.. (Fuc-fuc-fuckin you) Cause nobody compares to your body, yeah (Fuckin you) ...Touch'N you, ahh...
[Rick Ross] (Usher) Uh! I think I wanna put a ring on it Uh! I think I wanna tat her name on me (Tat-tat-tatted up) I had a lot of sexy women (So many girls...) ...but this is not the same for me (It's not the same for me) Bounce, love it how she always make it BOUNCE~! Rose petals on her bed, I walk in unannounced I love it when she speak a different language (Papito!) I touch her in so many different angles Born stunna and my baby so stunnin Niggaz want her, but she find 'em so funny Im gettin money, livin like the most wanted She all I ever needed, now I think it's her body (Ohhh, all I'm thinkin 'bout is...)
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[Rick Ross] (Usher) Pink champagne for my dime piece (This is for you, girl) In the sheets you know I flip her like a +9 Piece+ (I did that) In the streets you know Im eatin like a lion feast Lick her nipple, tryna tickle all the finer things Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle biz Big dreamer, new Beamer, just the realest nigga Cover of The Source, owner of the Porsche (yea) Killin all haters, showin no remorse (uh-uh) Knockin at the door, she recognize the voice (She like me) I'm not them other boys, she know I shine the most (You know me) She modelin a lot, I know she on the go Another bottle of Ciroc, baby let's have a toast (ALLLL I think about is...)
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[Rick Ross: Outro] It's time to make the right decision, love Let's do this I want you, you want me Let's take it there {Maybach Music} Uh!
