Sexy Lyrics

I just wanna tell you what's on my mind And when I seen you walk around

And when I seen you at the bar, girl, I was staring up and down

You looking good from head to toe, and that's for sure

And I ain't gon' lie, that hair is on fleek and on gold

But I'm thinking about me and you In the bedroom and what I do

If you allow me to play with you Twelve play, yeah, I'm in the room

Trying to lick you up and down Kissing on your neck, turn that front into

a smile I ain't worried about no rest, you know who

I am It's Mr. Tech, your baby mama, don't tell

a friend I'm licking you up and down

And I'm twinning in them thighs I ain't lying when I'm licking on them thighs

I got you hypnotized Licking thighs, going down to that clit

Ooh, moving so swift like this Don't play, you know how I do it

I do it every day I can make that pussy rain

Like it's thunderstorm on the forecast Pussy raining for me, boy, I'm on demand

You don't know about that She know all about that

I ain't with the flexing Boy, I'm real about that

She know I'm about that Her sister know I'm about that

Her four of them know I'm about that Don't ask how they know about that

She know I'm the man When I'm up off and then flying with it

I ain't trying to play with I'm trying to let her get it, feel it

Let her know what's happening When she up off in the building

It's Mr. Tape, yo, baby, mama, what you fucking with

Who you fucking with? That shit don't even matter

You right here with the real king That's all that matter

I'm give you straight wood, baby, up off in your chest

I swear to God, baby, I promise, I confess And this is not a lie

I just wanna love you up and down when I see that smile

And I know I was a little mannish from the beginning now

But I'ma show you how a nigga like me wind it down

I'ma have that tub running I'ma have that bath water running

With them bubbles in it Candle lights all around the tub

Yeah, you know I'm with it Music's on, child, playing in the background

How I love you, baby, can't nobody love you now

You hop up out the shower, you know I lay you down

I got that high aura, ain't no besides that body now

I'm rubbing on your, ooh, them inner thighs But hold on, let me get back to that fucking

shoulder now You really was stressed out

You had a long week Well, let me let you know

Just all about me Relieve all that headache and the stress, babe

You with a real nigga, leave that shit up at the door

You ain't gotta stress when you with me I take care of all your needs and your fantasies

You wanna make a movie? Then go and grab your iPhone

We put it on your iPhone, let's go 4K when I'm cutting it on

We getting nasty like I'm in my zone You would've thought this only fan shit

I take that back, this pouring hood shit Premium, you gotta pay for it

This ain't no basic shit, it's not no Dora the Explorer