It's been about 20 days and we're going round and round playing city games
Now you're saying slow it down,
not right now Then you wake up,
me and walk away, now
Let it be, let it be, let it be, no Oh,
no,
so good
Touching and teasing me, telling me no
But this time I need to feel you Ride it,
I don't wanna know
I wish my soul right,
right at the view
Vito was the club on Saturday
You're acting like a diva saying you don't wanna pay
It's gotta be your party street style,
raise that glass I love it when you look at me that way
Now we're in the order of me Vito at the bar
We apply every pick as it came up on the glass
The DJ plays your favorite song,
honey don't Now you're backin' in for me to dance,
mm-mm You're spittin' me good,
I'm close You're givin' me those you like,
I'm close It's gotta be, gotta go I gotta go, take me home I wanna ride it
Ride it, just lose control Ride it,
ride it, touch my soul
Ride it, ride it, make me feel you Ride it,
turn the lights down low
Ride it, from head to toe Ride it,
ride it, touch my soul
Ride it, ride it, make me feel you
Everything was bright until the phone began to ring
She takes me to the corner,
that's where I start wandering
Like an arrow shouting,
banging fists against the door
I can't take it anymore.
Then I walk away and I don't want you to chill.
I ain't trying to get caught up in a mess for real
But she came around back me up against the wall.
She said I know you thought but I'll make you forget
lol