folder 42

C o n t r o l

Lyrics : “C o n t r o l”

Yeah

Take off your clothes (Yeah, you know I’m ready, girl)
Who is in control? (You know I’m ready, girl)
C’mon lay down, down, down, let’s get to it, let’s skip all the small talk (I really wanna)
Really wanna sex you up (I really wanna get to it)
Really wanna sex you up (I really want it, really want it)

Oh, tell me that you’re mine right now and maybe (I’m yours, baby)
I’ll work a little magic (Whoa)
Work a little magic (Oh)
Tryna creep through your livin’ room but I’m deeper than I thought
‘Cause my pockets full of knots, oh, oh
And I know that it turns you on to see that I’m on and I’m honest, yeah
Put some liquor in your tonic, know you want it
Know you want this, girl, I wanna see you

So take off your clothes (Yeah, yeah)
Who is in control? (You know I’m ready, girl)
C’mon lay down, down, down, let’s get to it, let’s skip all the small talk (I really wanna)
Really wanna sex you up (Sex you up)
Really wanna sex you up (I really want it, really want it)

I wanna know
I wanna know

Giddy, giddy, my little pony, yeah
Ride me, ride me like a cowgirl, yeet, yeet, whoa
Tell me what it feel like, yeah, yeah, uh
Tell me if you like it
Know that it turns you on to see that I’m on and I’m honest, yeah
Put some liquor in your tonic, know you want it
Know you want this, girl, I wanna see you

Take off your clothes, oh (Yeah, you know I’m ready, girl)
Who is in control? (You know I’m ready, girl)
C’mon lay down, down, down, let’s get to it, let’s skip all the small talk (I really wanna)
Really wanna sex you up (Sex you up)
Really wanna sex you up (I really want it, really want it)

Oh
Oh yeah

What’s up, girl?
Girl, this nigga over here talkin’ about a threesome
And you know I had one with the other dude before
He sayin’ I owe him one
Should’ve never told him I like bitches
Well, fuck, bitch, just give him one!
With who?
You know you the only bitch I’d fuck with this nigga
I mean just don’t tell my nigga I’m seein’ now and we good