Tell Me

Tell me what you want, want.

Tell me what you like.

Tell me every single position you want to try.

Tell me what’s your fantasy.

Tell me I’m your boo.

Tell me what I got to do to make this shit come true.

Tell me what you want, want.

Tell me what you like.

Tell me every single position you want to try.

Tell me what’s your fantasy.

Tell me I’m your boo.

Tell me what I got to do to make this shit come true.

If you want to get down and dirty, than tonight’s your lucky night.

I’m that bitch, my name’s Rich, and I’m giving you my pitch.

It’s real late. But that’s great. This a booty call, not a date.

Play my game. Be my ref. Cause I’m feeling so D-T-F.

Switch up from my knees to my backside.

Cirque Du Soleil, freak all night.

You hungry, I got something for your appetite.

Go for round two in the morning if it feels right.

We can find some room and hook up in my Smart car.

Cause I’m feeling really dirty, wanna go hard.

I’m down to do whatever and no one can do it better.

Tell me what you want, want.

Tell me what you like.

Tell me every single position you want to try.

Tell me what’s your fantasy.

Tell me I’m your boo.

Tell me what I got to do to make this shit come true.

If you thought I’ve shown all my tricks, you’re wrong. Now watch me do the splits.

I’m that freak. I’m unique. I’m so flexible and chic.

The boys stare. I’ve got flair. I can take your man, don’t care.

But I won’t, cause he’s poor. I only let rich guys through the door.

Tell me what you want, want.

Tell me what you like.

Tell me every single position you want to try.

Tell me what’s your fantasy.

Tell me I’m your boo.

Tell me what I got to do to make this shit come true.

Tell me what you want, want.

Tell me what you like.

Tell me every single position you want to try.

Tell me what’s your fantasy.

Tell me I’m your boo.

Tell me what I got to do to make this shit come true.