You ain't gotta go, she ain't gotta know. You want it huh, me too, now come on over. The light's down, the radio's on, playing my song, let me sing it for you. The tape's in, the camera's on, We gone be here till the morn, i got a thing for you. It ain't wrong if i make it feel right. I'ma have you my way, you can fill my appetite. The doors locked, the blinds are shut. Let me ask you what, i got a question for you. Let's go again, i'm talkin round two. and people sucking me.