Always tell my baby she cold (Always tell my baby she cold) Shivers down your neck when I'm close You know you're Always free to do what you want (Always free to do what you want) Yes, there's options We're choosy, yeah
I don't write 'em anyway Let's break the rules (The rules, ah, ah, ooh, ooh) Let's break the rules (The rules, we got balance, who gon' check us? Ooh, ooh) Let's break the
Truce Some people latch onto feelings (No, nah) I love you, don't do it to me Fighting off sentiments But you look good Take a picture, who there with you? (Yeah) Do what I like (Yeah) , when you with him (Ha) No issue, baby Think I'm crazy And it's all good don't feel the pressure (Yeah, yeah, let me call right back, ooh, baby)
I don't write 'em anyway Let's break the rules, baby (The rules, ah, ah, ooh, ooh) Let's break the rules (The rules, we got balance, who gon' check us? Ooh, ooh) Let's break the
You love it when I'm beating the pussy up You love it when I'm all up in your guts, guts, guts Little booty, what you talking 'bout? You got popstar pussy, I got rockstar cock And you're knocking, knock the wall to the floor Just bounce Baby, just pipe Oh fuck, you wanna, bitch
Composição: Chris Hartz & Thomas Drayton Written By Bijou Choder, Chris Hartz & Kyle Dion