Oops (Oh My) / Baby Boy

Now y'all gotta give Miss Tweet her flowers, baby
She did something with this one
Listen

Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say, around a quarter to three
Still so high, hypnotized, in a trance
From this body, so buttery brown and tantalizing
You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
So shook, I had to catch my breath

(Oops!) There goes my shirt up over my head, oh my
(Oops!) There goes my skirt droppin' to my feet, I said (oh my)
Ooh! Some kind of touch caressing my legs, oh my
Ooh! I'm turning red, now who could this be

Listen
I tried and I tried to avoid
That this thing was happening
Swallow my pride
Let it ride and partied
But this body, it felt just like mines
I got worried
I looked over to the left—a reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

(Oops! There goes my shirt) up over my head, I said oh my
(Oops!) There goes my skirt droppin' to my feet, I said oh my
Ooh! Some kind of touch caressing my legs, oh my
Ooh! I'm turning red, now who could this be

Ooh!
Now you know can't nobody do Beyoncé but Beyoncé
But we gon' do her honor on the Terrell Show, baby
Sing along in them comments, honey
Listen

I, oh, my baby's fly, baby, oh (Oh la la la)
Yes, no, hurt me so good baby, oh
I'm so wrapped up in your love, let me go (Oh la la la)
Ooh! Let me breathe, stay out my fantasies

And I said oops! (There goes my shirt up over my head)
There go my shirt right there, over my head (oh my)
(Oops! There goes my skirt droppin' to my feet)
There go my skirt droppin'-droppin', down to my feet (oh my)
(Ooh! Some kind of touch caressing) my legs, (oh my)
Ooh! (I'm turning red), now baby who could this be, (oh my)
Oh my

Congratulations Terrell
You deserve a million more baby
Hey!



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Melissa A. Elliott, Charlene L. Keys
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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