Lyrics To Anth's Verse:
God [bad word] homie, look at them curves, can't help but observe
You know that I'm lost in your spell, you are fine as [bad word]  I'm at a loss for words

So move to the music, cus we about to lose it
It's like if the DJ was playing cupid

Feel that lust just when we touch
Cus we get down when the cups fill up

So wet from the sweat dripping down our neck
The way that you move like you were [bad word] 
Loose from the goose, juice as a chase
You got flavor, so can I get a taste?
You dressed to kill, yeah girl you're killing them
And I know you like me like a synonym 

I wanna move with you, groove with you
I just wanna be the dude that leaves with you