| No me puedo controlar
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| Aqui con el Se? |
| or LL Cool J Y aqui estoy… ya tu sabes
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| Uno, dos, tres, muevete!
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| Ya’ll know what this is… So…So…Def!
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| The club was far from empty
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| It was crowded at the entry (Woo!)
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| I slide right through like how I do This girl began to tempt me (Uh-huh!)
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| She said her name Shayeeda
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| I could tell her mama feed her (Yeah!)
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| When they tight and thick them jeans don’t fit
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| I’m L, nice to meet ya (Uh-oh!)
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| I could feel my body yearning
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| The room just started turning
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| Didn’t want to go out on the floor
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| but this girl was so determined
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| My brain began to sizzle
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| I’m sweatin’just a little
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| On the dance floor in the middle
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| She turned around and giggle
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| She said
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| You got, you got, you got
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| what it takes to make me leave my man
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| It’s hard to control myself (Aww!)
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| You got, you got, you got
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| What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad)
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard for me to control myself (Me too)
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| and to hold myself back from jumpin’on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
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| Temptation is a mother
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| How we lust for one another (Yeah)
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| We barely know each other
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| Yet we’re waddling like we’re lovers
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| The air is full of passion
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| The strobe lights are flashin'
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| The hustlers throw cashin'
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| The bartender keeps splashin'
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| Her moves were so erotic
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| Her gaze was so hypnotic
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| I bet this girl will stop it But she continued to pop it You know I know you like it Let me hit you on your Sidekick
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| Because the afterparty is at my body
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| Meet me you’re invited
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| She said
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| You got, you got, you got
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| what it takes to make me leave my man
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| You got, you got, you got
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| What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad)
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard for me to control myself (Say what)
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| and to hold myself back from jumpin’on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
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| She licked, off, her lip, gloss
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| Her hips, tossed, back, and forth
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| Side, to side, and up, and down
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| She touched, the ground, it turned, me out
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| I’m battling desire
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| Lord help me douse this fire
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| This internal inferno
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| Hotter than a shot of Cuervo
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| Her top was short and purple
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| Belly dancing in a circle
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| When I feel like this I can’t resist
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| Stop it don’t make me hurt you (make me hurt you)
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| She said
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| You got, you got, you got
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| what it takes to make me leave my man
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard to control myself (Oh)
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| You got, you got, you got
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| What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad)
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard to control myself
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| It’s hard for me to control myself (Say what)
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| and to hold myself back from jumpin’on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
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| Zezeze…
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| Zezeze…
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| Uh, yeah, I need everybody to report to the dance floor
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| Right… now!
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| Shake it, shake it, shake it Haha, you know what this is |