Don’t do it to me (x2) 

 

Oh no no, oh no no 



Don’t do it to me (x3)

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no
 

 

Focused, I’m focused 



She got a body like that

 

 

I ain’t never seen nothing like that

 

 

Like a fantasy in front of me

 

 

I think that something special is going down

 

 

That’s right I think she foreign

 

 

Think she foreign, got passports

 

 

Mi amor started slow, got faster

 

 

She gon’ work some more, work some more

 

 

No stopping her now, no stopping her now
 

 

Then she started dancing, sexual romancing 



Nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets

 

 

What’s your nationality? I wonder if there’s more of you

 

 

She’s got my attention, she’s confident
 

 

Oh no no, oh no no 



She’s confident

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

And I’m down with it

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

She’s confident

 

 

You could tell by the way she walks in the room
 

 

She said it’s her first time 



I think she might have lied

 

 

Feels so good damn, and I don’t know why

 

 

I’m addicted, something like an addict

 

 

Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it

 

 

Explosive, explosive (I could still smell her perfume)

 

 

It’s not hard to notice, that I’m open

 

 

Hypnotized by the way she moves
 

 

Then she started dancing, sexual romancing 



Nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets

 

 

What’s your nationality? I wonder if there’s more of you

 

 

She’s got my attention, she’s confident
 

 

Oh no no, oh no no 



She’s confident

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

And I’m down with it
 

 

Oh no no, oh no no 



She’s confident

 

 

You could tell by the way she walks in the room
 

 

She said it’s her first time 



I think she might have lied

 

 

Feels so good damn, and I don’t know why

 

 

I’m addicted, something like a headache

 

 

Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it

 

 

(Chance, the Rapper?)
 

 

[Chance the Rapper] 



Tattoos, piercings and she just learned to twerk

 

 

She ain’t gotta heart or a ass,

 

 

just her brains, gotta ask cause her ass on a learning curve

 

 

And she love to earn the verb, I mean burn the word

 

 

That’s only legal with a doctors note

 

 

Real deep pockets like a doctors clothes

 

 

Stay fitted like Diddy, hair back tryna rock the boat

 

 

She the first mate wanna rock the boat

 

 

She never forget to ride like a bicycle

 

 

She like planes, trains, chains with icicles

 

 

It goes her, blank, blank, and rock & roll

 

 

She say “I know, honey bunny that’s a funny thing”

 

 

Watch her twerk for a goodfella

 

 

She money dance with the money team

 

 

IGH!
 

 

[Justin Bieber] 



Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

She’s confident

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

And I’m down with it

 

 

Oh no no, oh no no

 

 

She’s confident

 

 

You could tell by the way she walks in the room
 

 

She said it’s her first time 



I think she might have lied

 

 

Feels so good damn, and I don’t know why

 

 

I’m addicted, something like a headache

 

 

Got me twisted, but still I gotta have it

 

 

(Chance, the Rapper?)
 

 

Still I gotta have it (x3) 



Oh no no, oh no no (x4)

 

 

But still I gotta have it