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Ah baby
You got the light low to put you in the zone baby
I know that it really turns you on
When you all alone calling me on the phone
Every time you need it
And I can′t wait to get off work, so I can get up on it
Thinking of the ways that I know you would want it
It's gonna be the best that you′ve seen
I can guarantee it, woahh
I don't care if you call me at six in the morning
Woah woah woah
I would jump up in my coupe to come and serve you in the morning
Just so you like it, oh girl
We can sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs
Anytime I'm pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more
Give you more, more, more
We can do it at your job baby up in your office
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more
I wanna give you more, more, more
Now you′re been patiently waiting on it
So I′m gonna give it to you
Just the way you like it, girl
No, you don't gotta do the work for me
Baby girl it′s on me
Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride
Gonna feel like heaven now
Just lose yourself now
I feel you coming girl, yeah
I know what you been missing
And it's right here with me ohh
I don′t care if you call me at six in the morning
I don't give a damn, call me up anytime
I would jump up in my coupe to come and serve you in the morning
Just so you like it, oh-oh-oh
We could sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs (oh no)
Any time I′m pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more
Give you more, more, more (more, more, more)
We can do it at your job baby up in your office (baby)
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more, (oh you come back more)
More, more, more
Please remove that stapler
'Cause I'm about to table ya
Then I′m gonna label ya
Employee of the month
I′ll pull up the chair and
Baby sit right there and
Excuse me if I'm starin′
But it's you that I want, girl
Ooh you say, "It′s lunchtime"
But I say, "Girl, it's crunch time"
Baby girl you so fine
After dipping my ballpoint pen
My Bic, my Bic, my Bic
Save you of it
And imma give you, imma give you all
We can sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs
Anytime I′m pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more (Anytime you need more)
Give you more, more, more
We can do it at your job, baby up in your office
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more (you come back more)
(And imma give you)
More, more, more
Yeah yeah yeah
You got the light low to put you in the zone baby
I know that it really turns you on
When you all alone calling me on the phone
Every time you need it
And I can′t wait to get off work, so I can get up on it
Thinking of the ways that I know you would want it
It's gonna be the best that you′ve seen
I can guarantee it, woahh
I don't care if you call me at six in the morning
Woah woah woah
I would jump up in my coupe to come and serve you in the morning
Just so you like it, oh girl
We can sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs
Anytime I'm pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more
Give you more, more, more
We can do it at your job baby up in your office
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more
I wanna give you more, more, more
Now you′re been patiently waiting on it
So I′m gonna give it to you
Just the way you like it, girl
No, you don't gotta do the work for me
Baby girl it′s on me
Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride
Gonna feel like heaven now
Just lose yourself now
I feel you coming girl, yeah
I know what you been missing
And it's right here with me ohh
I don′t care if you call me at six in the morning
I don't give a damn, call me up anytime
I would jump up in my coupe to come and serve you in the morning
Just so you like it, oh-oh-oh
We could sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs (oh no)
Any time I′m pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more
Give you more, more, more (more, more, more)
We can do it at your job baby up in your office (baby)
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more, (oh you come back more)
More, more, more
Please remove that stapler
'Cause I'm about to table ya
Then I′m gonna label ya
Employee of the month
I′ll pull up the chair and
Baby sit right there and
Excuse me if I'm starin′
But it's you that I want, girl
Ooh you say, "It′s lunchtime"
But I say, "Girl, it's crunch time"
Baby girl you so fine
After dipping my ballpoint pen
My Bic, my Bic, my Bic
Save you of it
And imma give you, imma give you all
We can sex in the bedroom, sex on the stairs
Anytime I′m pressing you, baby imma be right there to give you more, more, more (Anytime you need more)
Give you more, more, more
We can do it at your job, baby up in your office
Whispering in your ear tryna aim at your target
More, more, more (you come back more)
(And imma give you)
More, more, more
Yeah yeah yeah
Writer(s): Gerald Isaac, Darnell O. Dalton, Lamar Raynard Taylor, Eric La Sean Crawford, Richard Castro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com