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(C. Milian, S. Smith P. Paul)
Can't front on me no
My head down to my toes
The girl's outta control
(And I know you want it)
Oh how you look at me
Starin' at my body
I know what ya thinkin'
(You wanna get up on it)
I know you sit at home
Watchin' my videos
Imagining me wearing nothin' but a trench coat
Oh, ya breath stop
Eyes open sit on ya hands, just watch
I got you shifting in your seat
Your moving to this beat
(You're loving the way)
That I wind it up
Slow dipping it low, low
Down to the floor, oh
You can look but don't touch
I got you open off all I'm lettin you see
And if ya good I'll let you put ya hands up on me
Oh, ya breath stop