You got a face like the Madonna
Crying tears of gold
Been pumping gas
At the Texaco road to road
You're on [bad word] Oh baby yeah you're on [bad word] Oh baby
I'm not a trick boy, I'm a trick for you
You give me butterflies
Heart skipping one two
I know you're sick boy,
I wanna get the flu [bad word] temperatures
Thinking of your love, boo.
 [bad word] Brooklyn move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos move
Your mouth up to my [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot girl)

VERSE
I know your lips say
That you wanna but your heart's a no
But boy your hips say that your gonna when you hold me
Hold me
You're so fun
B-baby you are so much fun
B-baby
My local rock star, The really big crew
I'm feeling you boy, You're liking me too
I'm clocking chicks left and right

Just to get to you
You're out there on the grind [bad word] home to your
Queen, boo.
 [bad word] Brooklyn move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
Move your mouth up to my [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot girl)
Brooklyn move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
Move your mouth up to my [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got [bad word] on over ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot girl)

VERSE
We're a match mad in heaven
If they're gonna talk let 'em
If they don't think we're good together
Baby just forget 'em
When he's bad he's bad
But when he's good no one's better
Cos we're a match made in heaven
And this kind of love's forever
 [bad word] X 2

Brooklyn move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos
Move your mouth up to my lips