Verse 1：
Shawty just fly, got a thing on her...Damn she really got
me wanna fill her cup
She was straight from the island, blue water, black sand...
Only English that momma could talk was me like kissy
kiss (me like kissy kiss)
Half Dominican with a French accent, she took down
three in front of me so quick...
Now she's standing on the table slow winding with a bottle,
Saying kinky things in French, and you know what she
mean...

Hook：
She smiling in my face, with her breath smelling like
patron...(and so it's on)
(but that's what she don't know...that's what she don't
know)
What she doing...tell me what she doing P, I'm knowin
just the type of pain that she want from me...
She's grinding on my waist, as if I won't take her ass
home, that's where she's wrong...
(but that's what she don't know...that's what she don't
know)
What she doing...I'll tell ya what she's doing P, She
wanna ride it like a Harley and I gotta see...

Dat dat, bur rat tat tat tat...(spitting game)
Dat dat, bur rat tat tat tat...(she spitting game)
Dat dat, bur rat tat tat tat...(spitting game)
Dat dat, bur rat tat tat tat...(yeah)

Verse 2：
She spent the next six or seven songs showing off things,
That clubs in America wouldn't let her get away with...
Toss off, poppin off, see through Cavalli Skirt,
Her friends say she got money to spend on me...
Then she pulled a little stunt on the bar,

Looked at me then threw me the keys to her car,
Now she doing splits on the table, still winding with the
bottle,
Getting kinkyier in French and you know what that mean....

Hook

Bridge：
She's on the hood of the car, beggin me to blow her
(mind away)
And she insisted that we do it here, so all her favorite
girls can see...
She preferred both sides she told me, and I ain't have
no idea
She said...before we go there's a few of my girls, that I
wanna leave here with...

Hook