(Rhythm & Streets)
Yeah, man
In My Zone, baby
It’s like this, uh
Huh, you ready?

All the girls, I know you sexy
Take it off and, oh, girl, let me
Let me rub on yo’ thighs (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
When I look in your eyes (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
Money (You ready?)
All the girls, I know you sexy
Take it off and, oh, girl, let me
Let me rub on yo’ thighs (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
When I look in your eyes (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
Money ain’t a—
All the girls, I know you sexy
Take it off and, oh, girl, let me
Let me rub on yo’ thighs (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
When I look in your eyes (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, Gangsta Grillz)
Money ain’t no thing to me, lil’ shawty
‘Cause we gon’ change them sheets when we naughty
Let me hear you say ahh, say ahh

Baby (Baby), I got you pulling on the covers
Forty-five minutes in it and I’m still under
Bet I make it thunder
Hurricane season, wet drippin’ on my face
Damn, who turned on the sprinkler?
Shawty (Shawty), I love it when you’re on top, baby
Go, girl
And, baby, when I’m in it
We going for the second round, third round, fourth round
Bad and you know it, clap your hands (Hands)
Might as well leave off your pants (Pants)
Know what’s about to happen now (Happen now)
Baby girl, l-let me take you down, take you down

All the girls, I know you sexy
Take it off and, oh, girl, let me
Let me rub on yo’ thighs (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
When I look in your eyes (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
Money ain’t no thing to me, lil’ shawty
‘Cause we gon’ change them sheets when we naughty
Let me hear you say ahh, say ahh
Woo! Yo Chris, I got ’em, Chris
Listen, uh, yeah

I’m flyer than a spaceship, so fresh, so clean
Shorty wanna ride on my scream machine
Have her like ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
You ain’t gotta panic, you with a sex mechanic
I just wanna be your friend, I don’t wanna be ya man
I can have you feelin’ legless, Ms. Lieutenant Dan
Sweep ya feet off the concrete, lookin’ like eye candy
Wanna rip it off when you screamin’, “Those are my panties”
Uh, shorty mind is official, I’m harder than a missile (Uh)
Shorty get the neck bone down to the gristle
I don’t know if it’s the drink or if she a fan
All I know is that she ’bout to go to La La Land
With T-Bree in the back of the VIP
We bumpin’ to CB, I’m hittin’ the lottery (Cha-Ching)
What? Chip in, you ain’t sippin’ this here for free (No)
My hustle so real, got you caught up in the breeze

All the girls, I know you sexy
Take it off and, oh, girl, let me
Let me rub on yo’ thighs (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
When I look in your eyes (Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
Money ain’t no thing to me, lil’ shawty
‘Cause we gon’ change them sheets when we naughty
Let me hear you say ahh, say ahh