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Intimate scenes
Fresh from my dreams
A tripple x movie scene
I could care less about being seen
A higher self esteem "if you on me?"
(Aint that the was its supposed to be)
I say baby do you think
Sugar so sweet should rot my teeth
But instead it just rottens me

Yeah, spoiled crazy

Public display of affection
(Gotta make em)
Point in my direction
(Watch em, Watch em)
Public display of affection
Makes them wish they had it this way

Meet me at the club, the resturant, the grocery store or the movie
Kissin and touchin with my hands all over your booty
Where ever it is, we is, i love it truely
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda
Your pda, hey hey
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda

Remeber at the beach we brought the sheets and we were harassed by police
Good thing we didnt go to deep
Everywhere we be the passion in me just screams
I just need you in my reach
Baby your suspense can be intense
Its got me convienced youre the fingers to my instrument

Public display of affection
(Gotta make em)
Point in my direction
(Watch em, Watch em)
Public display of affection
Makes em wish they had it this way

Meet me at the club, the resturant, the grocery store or the movie
Kissin and touchin with my hands all over your booty
Where ever it is, we is, i love it truely
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda
Your pda, hey hey
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda
Your pda, hey hey
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda

From the lobby to the patio
(crazy, crazy)
And we so compatiable
The starbucks to the navaho
(nice)
And we so compatiable

Meet me at the club, the resturant, the grocery store or the movie
Kissin and touchin with my hands all over your booty
Where ever it is, we is, i love it truely
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda
Your pda, hey hey
Your pda, hey hey
I want your pda

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