He gotta do what he does
If wewe want these sweet like sugar gucci lips
He gotta give it up
I know wewe think I'm cool
But I am one of the boys
No, don't be scared that I'm gon' tie wewe down
I need a little more
Baby don't call me your friend
If I hear that word again
wewe might never get a chance to see me naked in your bed
And I know girls ain't hard to find
But if wewe think wewe wanna try
Then consider this an invitation to kiss my punda goodbye
Give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
Better give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
If it ain't no game
I won't be hanging around
But don't blow up my shit at 3 AM saying; "How wewe need me now?"
Don't call me boo
Like you're some kind of ghost
If wewe don't want me seeing other guys
Here's what wewe need to know
Baby don't call me your friend
If I hear that word again
wewe might never get a chance to see me naked in your bed
And I know girls ain't hard to find
But if wewe think wewe wanna try
Then consider this an invitation to kiss my punda goodbye
Give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
Better give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
alisema I'm a special kind of woman
I'm loving what wewe got, but I'm hating what wewe doing
Gotta understand that I'm looking for a man who can get up on a bike, look mom, no hands
wewe gotta onyesha me off, off
But wewe embarrassed, if that's the case I'm long gone
wewe gotta treat me like a trophy, put me on the shelf
I promise something else
Baby don't call me your friend
If I hear that word again
wewe might never get a chance to see me naked in your bed
And I know girls ain't hard to find
But if wewe think wewe wanna try
Then consider this an invitation to kiss my punda goodbye
Give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
Better give me that title, title
Come on give me that title, title
