Taste of Me

(ha ha ha)
(Hmm, yeah) C'mon

So whatchu wanna do momma?
You wanna run around with me?
Dolled up in your high-heels and mini-skirt
Setting fire to the street
You sashay by like you've got
Someone to impress
But by the tan line on your left hand
Tells me there's a man you laid to rest

Ain't lookin' for no full-time lover, are ya?
Yeah, 'cause you just got a taste of free. (Oh)
But by the way you're hanging on me
Something tells me that you just want a Taste of Me

So let me tell you something, Sugar
And don't you be alarmed
Through all of this sweet talk
I know you aint, taking me home
You're so preoccupied while you're, you're glued to your phone
Taking selfies with your drink to show your, your loose side off

Ain't lookin' for no full-time lover, baby?
Mmm, cause you just got a taste of free. (Yeah)
But by the way you're kissin' on me
Something tells me that you just want a Taste of Me

(oh yeah, ha)
(ha ha ha) Listen here, c'mon

I wanna show you a good time baby, but I need you to see
You're so damn compromised tryin' to trigger his jealousy
You're runnin' 'round this room saying that you don't
You don't need no man
While you're telling every man in the room how you're
You're single again

Ain't looking for no full-time lover, are ya?
Hmmm, cause you just got a taste of free. (Oh)
(Yeah) But you can't handle no part-time lover baby
So tell me baby now, do ya want a Taste of Me?

Yeah, tell me baby, do you want a Taste of Me?
Ohh Ah
C'mon, Let's bring it, Ow

Ah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah, yeah
Ohh, ahh
Do ya, Do ya, Do ya want a Taste of Me?