You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Cinderella better get your ass home
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
I yell your name, sinner, rebel
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
Never gonna find nobody better
I been meanin’ to tell you
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
This time
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
I already know you got expensive taste
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
Looks like God’s on my side
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
Under the weather
We went straight into the room
It’s only right that right after love I write my name
Sign
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I already know you got expensive taste
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
Cinderella better get your ass home
I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
You lookin’ better every day
Under the weather
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
I already know you got expensive taste
It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
Hey now, I’m saying
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
I got angels, no more Satan
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
And played the music and started dancing
Take my hand, follow me to my room
The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
Take my hand, come with me to my room
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
Take you by the hand
You was taking off your pants
And you got people in the aisle
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
My only way out is way in
Been here every night for weeks at a time
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Write you letters
Cinderella better get your ass home
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Well all my days now, they changin’
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
I been meanin’ to tell you
This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Two nights, we landed
You lookin’ better every day
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
All my life
Uh, sign
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
I do you like a chore
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Write you letters
We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way