Say Something

Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
 Hop in, downshift and drive
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there
 Got a million dollar bakery
 'Cause I got a sweet tooth for pastries
 Eat too much sugar, make you crazy
 But not enough leaves you lazy
 So go 'head and drip that caramel on me, yeah
 Let me Sundae that Sunday, oh Hallelujah
 It's twelve at night in the city
 Come and bring that little body
 Over to me, yeah
 Hit me when you at the gate
 And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
 Like a sex fiend, yeah
 Before we even make it up the steps
 I'ma do you in the car
 And have you layin' on your back
 And you starin' at the stars
 Hot and heavy in here
 We appear out the double R
 Like we been to Mars
 That could be us
 Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
 Hop in, drive
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there
 I know that you feelin' freaky
 I can feel it in your body, in your body
 I can pull up a cappella, when you need me
 Or we can do that group shit, I ain't picky
 I believe in nothin' but right now
 'Cause baby, who knows in another hour
 'Cause life is like flowers until you cut it
 It starts dyin' on contact, last touches
 Never lives forever when it feels perfect
 It's twelve at night in the city
 Come and bring that little body
 Over to me, yeah
 Hit me when you at the gate
 And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
 Like a sex fiend, yeah
 Before we even make it up the steps
 I'ma do you in the car
 And have you layin' on your back
 And you starin' at the stars
 Hot and heavy in here
 We appear out the double R
 Like we been to Mars
 That could be us
 Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
 Hop in, drive
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there
 She like, "Oh shit, it's The-Dream" (what you mean?)
 What I mean is I'm a fan, I'm a fiend
 I'm a stan, you the king, you the God, you the heart
 You the start of this shit
 The reason why niggas existed, oh shit, take a pic
 I know you rich as fuck but I'm sick of this (sick of what?)
 The same niggas keep pullin' up
 Kill songs but can't fuck
 I said if I ever ran into you
 I'd ask you about Nicki
 But all I see is a hood nigga
 Ain't thinking 'bout you inside me
 Used to fuck to your words
 So to see you in person
 I don't know if I'm more anxious or nervous
 Look, you don't need shit
 To you I guess I feel like
 Every other R&B nigga worthless
 To you
 It's twelve at night in the city
 Come and bring that little body
 Over to me, yeah
 Hit me when you at the gate
 And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
 Like a sex fiend, yeah
 Before we even make it up the steps
 I'ma do you in the car
 And have you layin' on your back
 And you starin' at the stars
 Hot and heavy in here
 We appear out the double R
 Like we been to Mars
 That could be us
 Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
 Don't just sit there
 Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
 Hop in, drive
 Don't just sit there
 Don't just sit there