- Massari. Boy, I know you feelin' it, come look in your cup. They know we be killin' it, ain't about to give it up. Work it 'til you make it fit, I don't want to fill it up. Giving me the cinnamon, they know
Girl, girl I'm goin' outta my mind. And even though I don't really know you. I must've been runnin' outta time. I'm waiting for the moment I can show you. And baby girl I want you to know. I'm watchin
You let the fire in me. And now it's burning out of control. Just bring your body to me. And we can light it up on the floor. You know what I wanna see. Baby show me your secrets in love. You know you
