Hands On You

You can leave your wardrobe at the door
 Tell me what you want and girl, it's yours
 I, never felt nothing like this before
 Gave me everything and then some more
 I, used to tell my friends, "Well, that's the old me"
 Keep our business low-key, that's for my eyes only
 You came over, said you had something to show me
 Hopped right out the phone screen
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you
 No designer, just that birthday suit
 When it's late at night, I see the real you
 It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on
 Can't nobody else set me straight but you, nah
 Can't nobody else do the things you do for me
 You know I'm all in, temptation's callin', but I won't fall in
 And I know that you be alright all on your lonely
 Spendin' nights in limbo, off doin' your own thing
 But when you hit me, say you got something to show me
 Hopped right out the phone screen
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you
 No designer, just that birthday suit
 When it's late at night, I see the real you
 It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on
 I don't need nobody else, oh no
 Got time to waste, and I got cash too long
 But that don't mean nothing to me at all
 Got everything I need when you show up
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you
 No designer, just that birthday suit
 When it's late at night, I see the real you
 It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you
 Wearin' nothing but my hands on you