Ludacris:
Man, is it the glitter on the breast
Or the gloss on the lips
Hickeys on the chest
Or the toss of the hips
I'm lost in the mix
So I floss in the seat
Turning out them hits
So I'm exhausted as shit
Shawnna:
Now baby it's the mo' paper, dough chaser
Now get it right, would ya, heartbreaker
I keep it tight but I'm no faker
You can laugh now but you'll cry later
Ludacris:
I think I like you in ya freak clothes
Freak those in my specialized peep shows
And then I'll make you touch ya knees to ya elbows
Toes curl from P Street of Melrose
Shawnna:
It's cool to see I like it when we smoke that
All choked out with some freak shit
You kind of got me like a fiend when you roll out
Now get your boys, with my girls we can roll out
I got myself a lover
Who knows what I like
When he invites me over
I come every time
And when my sugar daddy
Takes me for a ride
Whatever way we go it's
Delirium time
He's all mine
And his lovin' makes me high
Like a taste of ecstasy
All I need is him to be my loverboy
Loverboy c'mon and love me
Give me more, touch me and touch me
I enjoy the way you rock me
All night long
Loverboy c'mon and take me
Only you know how to make me
Shudder with anticipation
All night long
I got myself a lover
And he's so sublime
It's quite a bit of heaven
To feel him inside
'Cause when my sugar daddy
Takes me for a ride
Whatever way we go it's
Delirium time
I get weak
When his candy kisses sweetly
Caress my whole body
All I need is him to be my loverboy
Loverboy c'mon and love me
Give me more, touch me and touch me
I enjoy the way you rock me
All night long
Loverboy c'mon and take me
Only you know how to make me
Shudder with anticipation
All night long
Twenty II:
Part of me kinda innocent
A vision of love
You adore me, even though my image is thug
Da Brat:
What I see in you is for my eyes only to see
I bring out the freak in you
Up and down on me
I'm your lovergirl
Twenty II:
Me your loverboy
And when we home alone
Become each others' toys
Makin' noise
Can't avoid
Da Brat:
The way I throw that
Can't pop backdrop
Stop, watch, Brat-tat
Get ya more rock hard up
All of the things you wanna do to me
You oughtta
We can get obscene
My purina and your ding-a-ling mingle
Bother me not when the sensation come out
Twenty II:
Well girl I'mma make you scream
Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby
Feel me, when I pump, p-pump lady
Behind me we can be close like family
So sweet you taste like all types of candy
From Starburst to jellybeans
Da Brat:
Banana split my Dairy Queen
Butterfinger my tangerines
Chickens only taste my loverboy in their dreams
Yeah all my ladies let me hear you scream
Hate on me much as you want to
You can't do what the fuck I do
Bitches be emulating me daily
Hate on me much as you want to
You can't be who the fuck I be
Bitches be imitating me lately
Loverboy c'mon and love me
Give me more, touch me and touch me
I enjoy the way you rock me
All night long
Loverboy c'mon and take me
Only you know how to make me
Shudder with anticipation
All night long
Written by Mariah Carey, Larry Blackmon, Thomas Jenkins, Da Brat, Ludacris, Twenty II, Shawnna.
Produced by Clark Kent and Mariah Carey.
