Gotta Be

de 2 Pistols

Ladies out there
This one dedicated to you
And you, and you, and you
From the homie, 2 pistols (oh, yeah), ayy

Flex, time to have sex
Long time yuh have di rude bwoy yah a sweat
Girl, flex, time to have sex
Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat
I rather—flex, time to have sex
Long time yuh have di rude bwoy yah a sweat
Girl, flex, time to have sex
Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat
I rather—

Lil' mama, what it is? You see they call me the young boss
I ain't with the MySpace messagin' and phone talk
I'm tryna get you to my house
We both grown now, we alone now
Let's talk S-E-X, bet I'm better than your ex, no stress
That's what I mean when I tell you
Girl, flex, time to have sex (oh yeah)
I know she wet and I ain't even touch her yet
Undress, come up out that Gucci dress
Bra and panties now I know all Vicky's secrets (young boss)
Pulled her body close and caressed her
Then I grabbed that protection off the dresser

Girl, get on top of me, work me, work me, ride me
Your body, my body, get the whip cream
Yeah, say it with me: Ecstasy, that's where we goin'
What I can't do with the—I'ma do with my tounge, shawty cum
Now she sprung, blowin' up my phone
Yeah, she know she got it 'cause I gave it to her, oh, so proper
Legs shakin' can't take it when I climb on top her
Bet I hit that right spot, girl, make her toes curl
Yeah, diamonds and pearls was her best friend
That was before I slid in, whispered in her ear (oh, yeah)

Flex, time to have sex
Long time yuh have di rude bwoy yah a sweat
Girl, flex time to have sex
Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat
I rather—flex, time to have sex
Long time yuh have di rude bwoy yah a sweat
Girl, flex time to have sex
Look how long yuh have di rude bwoy a sweat
I rather—

I'm like a clock tickin' on the wall
Seven days a week, I need yuh body next to mine (why yuh clothes over yourself?)
Can't eat nor sleep (I say one time 'fore I david pier on 'em)
Like a bulb to a screw, ooh, I do you
So neat (now try them tings deh)
Spread your feet (that mean stand up)
Lord (you're ready? Yuh with it?)

Ayy, girl
Feel on my dick, girl
So you feel boner really
It's your master, girl
Yeah, yo, check this
Flex, time to have sex

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