My Room (feat. Q.Mia)

Woah
Tell me where you wanna go
Tee Walls in this bitch

Bring you back to my room where it goes down, I gotta bring you back to my room
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Bring you back to my room where it goes down, you know what fucking time it is
(Yea, yea)
You a queen baby, let me see you where the crown, ugh, with no foreplay though
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
In my room, we can keep the music up loud (Gone turn it up one time)

Welcome to the dungeon
Have what you want, you ain't gotta spend no money (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Magazine got a 100 rounds, I'm the gunman
Shooting up the club, baby don't get a concussion (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Knockin' screws loose from so many angles
So twisted up in it that I'm getting tangled (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Before I eat it all, first I gotta sample
All the different flavors, all the different channels (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Everywhere you squirt (Where)
My main goal was to make you cum first
Do it again and wait on the second burst
Take the lid off to replenish my thirst
So high while we smoking in the room
It's a stick shift but I don't wanna assume
That you can handle everything it produce (I do)
Every question will be answered when I bring you back to my room (Yea, yea, yea, yea)

Bring you back to my room where it goes down, I gotta bring you back to my room
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Bring you back to my room where it goes down, you know what fucking time it is
(Yea, yea)
You a queen baby, let me see you where the crown, ugh, with no foreplay though
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
In my room, we can keep the music up loud (Gone turn it up one time)

He want me to, clap it while I call him zaddy (Zaddy)
I toot this ass up and make him stare right at this masterpiece (Picasso)
He thinkin' he can handle me, I'm thinkin' maybe not (Uh, uh)
Got his eyes rolling back, yea that grip like Fort Knox
And you know I just be doing my thang, when I be doing what I'm doing (Doing)
And he ain't got no complaints, cause he can't talk while he chewing (Chewing)
This that drippy drippy gooey, got them niggas going fed (Fed)
Saved my name as lullaby, I got that put em straight bed (Bed)
So don't cap off at the mouth (Mouth)
Show me what you all about
Is that king cobra worth me thinkin' bout settling down
Make it nasty do me now (Now)
Make me scream make me shout (Shout)
Show me why they say the realist niggas in the dirty south
Now he grippin' my hips, I got him movin' how I'm movin (Aye)
You say that's yo nigga, but obviously that nigga choosing (Aye)
I don't show no remorse, ain't got no bag can't get no pussy (Aye)
And I can't fuck with with lames, so step correct when you pursue me

Bring you back to my room where it goes down
I gotta bring you back to my room
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Bring you back to my room where it goes down
You know what fucking time it is
(Yea, yea)
You a queen baby, let me see you where the crown, ugh, with no foreplay though
(Ah, yea, yea, yea, yea)
In my room, we can keep the music up loud (Gone turn it up one time)