Dim The Lights

Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two Soon as we hop out the Uber Hand on your ass like that shit got some glue Yeah, dive in the pool Said I sound sexy and she like what I do Yeah Pardon my French as I whisper filth in your ear We won't make it to the bed, I'm bout to take you right here Stroke you how stroking you is bout to stroke my ego At this rate we'll only stop when it's time to leave So back shots on the menu, some riding, sloppy Can you give the sloppiest? There's no morals at this here venue Tie you up and slap it, let the neighbors hear you You gon' need a safe word, I might over whelm you Soon as you pick the phone I know it's clear from my tone that I'm tryna creep in your zone And have you alone in a room I know exactly what you want We doing acrobatical stuff Both from the back and the front No one else does what you want Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two Soon as we hop out the Uber Hand on your ass like that shit got some glue Yeah, dive in the pool Said I sound sexy and she like what I do Yeah And I might make your friends mad 'Cause you were post to see them this weekend But you're here, you came back And the shit that we doing It's no surprise that you came back to back to back We squeeze so much in the same lap And word to your ex slack, please know that you're flat jack 'Cause every time that I clap that it's "oh again, I ain't felt that" I got more tricks in the back pack The kitchen wasn't meant for all of this And we might put a couple things in some places they don't fit But as long as it all sits well with you Then it's not missed opportunity We freaks though You like it when I'm real slow, deep stroke I like it when your eyes are still real open Right before you peak and your soul leave your physical Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two Lemme go on and dim the lights Baby imma set the mood Unless you want 'em on Tell me what you tryna do Know I gotta hit that thing like I got something to prove Hamilton the drive baby this Passenger two