Baby back it up, what you fronting for?
In them short shorts, what you done to those?
Take your cool off, in your summer clothes
I talk a big game, but you love it though
You thought I'm low down, coz I'm underground
Now you're wrapped around me, knew you'd come around
Beat it like a drummer, and you love the sound
When I give you brain I don't have to dumb it down
I rhyme phat but that ass real phatter
Make my tongue go numb with that pussy on a platter
Slick words got you gushing for a rapper
Call that the triumph of the mind over matter
And you climb up a ladder trying to get to your peak
Riding that wave got you wet like the deep
Getting pinned down's not a threat to a freak
I'll give you that bomb and have you deaf for a week
I need your touch
You need my love
When we link up
It feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Sex like drugs
Now I got you naked in my lap
Loving how you take it from the back
Rhythm got you dripping like sap
I bust a rhyme and you had to make it clap
With my hands in your locks
Roll over and put you on top
Hot damn, the way you make it drop
Popping that P don't stop
You got me as hard as a... pssh
Cliché, sweet as cheesecake
Take that D babe, make your f*cking knees shake
Breathe babe, lets take a weed break
Got you laying on my chest
Blowing up clouds of the sess
Have you had enough rest?
Let's work up another sweat
I need your touch
You need my love
When we link up
It feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Feels like drugs
Sex like drugs
Sex like drugs
Sex like drugs
Sex like drugs
Sex like...