Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (yeah) Look at what you do to me.. I nearly drop my phone, just saw your new pic Scroll too fast, now my heart glitch You’re that snack in designer wrap But the bite got heat, can't fake that itch You move like sin in a Sunday skirt And I crash course every time it works Monday, I slide in your DMs Tuesday, now we in the deep end Every day, you turn it up Every night, I burn it up Like, oh my God, this girl too much But I still can’t get enough Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (bounce bounce) Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, shake that Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (ay, come on) You ride the beat like it's custom made, girl don't stop Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, drop that (woo) Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, pop that You got a waist like commas (curve, pause) Move so cold, bring drama (brrr, applause) I be the flame, you the sauna (steamed) You do laps on me, no karma (clean) Friday night, champagne spills Saturday's thighs in Brazilian silk Sunday brunch, but we late again ‘Cause girl you holy, but love to sin You a trend I can't unfollow Sweet like guilt, but I still swallow Every story start with "Hello" Ends with: "Damn, let's keep it low though" Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (oh yeah) Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, shake that (ah) Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (hands up) You break the beat like it's paper thin, go 'head snap Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, snap back Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, splash that Tell me when to come through Red lights, all green for you Got that “don’t tell no one” groove And the playlist stuck on loop She said: "Don’t fall in love" But she biting lips While climbing above Got no brakes In the back of the club But I love how you ride that... Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (don’t stop) Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, whine that Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta (bounce bounce) Spin like vinyl, scratch that itch, rewind that Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, yeah Every day a holiday When you dance that way (oh no) Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, bounce that Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta— Kill me sweet... if that’s your plan.
