Hey, what's up girl? What took you so long to get ready? Stop playing

Who? Don't worry about if I carry 'em around

If I didn't have one you would mad

Don't worry about that, I got that, T-Pain Baby give me a reason so I can touch it how I want to

And make love to you how them other lame *** want to

Gone girl what you gone do, on my nappy head

You can pull with my nappy dreads if you want to Shawty, I'ma put it on you and make you think

That you the girl I be singing all my songs to

You got me thinking me and you went to

Drinking and sipping on that Patron we done been got it on boo But for now we can just sit and chill

You never had love making like this for real

Come on baby, it's just appeal

Now take it down slow and let me take it down low, let's go, let's go So you know, it's about to go down now

Speed it up baby, can't slow down now

Tell ya closet freak, she can come out now

Why you think they call me Teddy Penderazdoun? Now I know, you didn't expect me to go low, now you know

From the top to the bottom, now that I got you

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh Now I know, you didn't expect me

To just turn you round, *** , put it down, put it down

From the top to the bottom, now that I got you

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh You got a *** on swoll like a T-Pain show in Tallahassee

Never put that *** on hold, I'm too nasty

Don't ever underestimate T-Pain

You should have known when I was biting on your belly button chain That you are about to receive some of that guitar tongue

Trying tell me like you don't want none

Trying sit up in the bed trying act all calm

Acting like it ain't good trying hold that *** But you know that I'm the best, you know you teddiverset

It's the first ten minutes, you ain't felt *** yet

I got the whips, I got the chain, I got the handcuffs too

But ain't none of that for me, I'm about to handcuff you That's the freaky *** , I keep on skiting *** and making licky leaking ***

That take her *** back to the church, preacher and deacon ***

I'm beating it, let's try computer love, I keep deleting it

I'm *** under the dresser, the bedroom floor and the sheets and *** Now I know, you didn't expect me to go low, now you know

From the top to the bottom, now that I got you

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh Now I know, you didn't expect me

To just turn you round, spread it out, put it down, put it down

From the top to the bottom, now that I got you

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh What you doing? Take ya pants off

Not that fast, do it slower, you gone ruin the mood

Move ya hand, let me see Baby girl won't you let a *** slide in them guts?

My little man wanna hide them guts

I'ma take my time with them guts

And baby girl when I'm in them guts

You ain't gotta worry 'bout ya man 'cause I bet he can't do it like me

(Nope, nope)

Bet he can't do it like me Now I know, you didn't expect me to go low, now you know

From the top to the bottom, now that I got you

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh

I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh Now I know, you didn't expect me

To just turn you round, *** , put it down, put it down

Put it down, put it down