I said somebody strike a match Hit the smoke signal And that body contrast moving in slow mo I'm trynna get you home for a private show mm (Oh no)
Might have to slow this thing down Don't wanna hurt myself Cause this woman so good She might be bad for my health I don't do the chitter chatter No kiss and tell I'm trynna get you all to myself, good God
Baby you fit the description And I just can't pay attention You give my heart a cardiac I might arrest ya ass I'm gonna get you in the bag no lie You's a bad mothafucka (yeah yeah) You's a bad mothafucka (yeah yeah) You give my heart a cardiac I might arrest ya ass I'm gonna get you in the bag no lie
She's the type of woman have you drunk on a kiss Then have you coming back for more for what's between them hips Call her dirty martini got her sip her slow mm (Oh no)
Might have to slow this thing down Don't want to hurt myself Cause this woman so good She might be bad for my health I don't do the chitter chatter No kiss and tell I'm trynna get you all to myself, good God
Baby you fit the description And I just can't pay attention You give my heart a cardiac I might arrest ya ass I'm gonna get you in the bag You's a bad mothafucka (yeah yeah) You's a bad mothafucka (yeah yeah) You give my heart a cardiac I might arrest ya ass I'm gonna get you in the bag good God, yeah
Gonna get you in the bag Oh, yeah baby Oh, yeah baby Come my way yeah Everybody put your hands together, one time
Oh, yeah baby Oh, yeah baby Yeah She's a dirty martini yeah yeah Dirty martini yeah yeah Dirty martini, martini yeah yeah
Compositores: Austin Mahone, Felicia Dobson, James Edward Allen, James Scheffer, Justin David, Sara Zimmerman, Vic Martin