So you hop out that truck
Started to feel some things
Buzz cut and the acne jacket
I saw cute in them jeans
You were like damn you sexy
And I was like OMG
People keep talking like that
Might have to use my freedom of speech
How do I say what's on my brain?
You say babe, baby you can write it down
F-U-C-K-E-M-M-A-B-E-D
L-O-V-E-N-C, oh baby
So, L-O-V-E-N-C-E-T
W-E-O-P-E-G
For my L-O-V-E, oh baby
If you like it the way I spell it
out You'll love the way I put it down
F-U-C-K-E-M-M-A-B-E-D L-O-V-E-N-C, oh baby
I watch you do sex in the standards We could be the people,
places,
and things
If you get it right,
we can get it in What's this I never know,
sleep?
Talk about what's the needs Talk about all my needs
Why you still wearing them jeans?
Can't think about my please
F-U-C-K-E-M-M-A-B-E-D L-O-V-E-N-C, oh baby
So, W-E-T-E-O-P-E-G For my L-O-V-E, oh baby
You hate that
And give it to you soon,
I do indeed Baby,
give me something I can write about
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Have you seen KB in the B.E.D.
of the T.N.C.?
Oh,
baby,
I thought you'd be easy when you're busy
Many times,
but you're not here,
oh baby If you're not gonna miss me,
you're the way I'm puttin' down
Baby,
give me something I can write about Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
A million more,
TT