I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that
I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
But he's coming right back
She's a barokator
Dance floor connoisseur
Weeks of Friday for sure
Tell the girls we're taking a detour
Give him hell, yeah
Get these boys out, yeah
She does it well, yeah
I do it myself, oh yeah
Cigarette, candy necklace on my hips
Butterfly that's on my wrist
Put your hands on me like this
Meet your girl, head to toe
PT, she's got it
Give her one kiss, she's softly
Tease him and get him off me
I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that
I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
But he's coming right back
Dripping down on my bustier
Like ice cream, like Shaunti
Playing in the A&G
Like the ring on me
He f***ing up my hair, boy
Some woman needs like that, lord
Please pay for me
Save your grace for me
Say, boy, I want what you want
Say, and I'll pay you big time



Shooting my s***
Shoot my s***
One
On a real, I might take his soda
Imma him vem from his h***
On a real, I think he knows
I think he knows
When I play him like that
When I play him like that
I think he knows
When I say it to him like that
When I say it to him like that
When I play him like that

My pinky finger
Watchin' the way I move
More drunk on power than on liquor
And he knows it's true
When I play with him like that
When I play with him like that
When I play with him like that
That he's comin' right back
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow