8

I'm in the mood, you know what to do
Treat this as some food, ten minus two with you
Ain't the point of cake, just to eat it too
I'm tryna get eight, ten minus two with you

Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight

I'm in the mood, you know what to do
Treat this as some food, ten minutes two with you
Ain't the point of cake, just eat it too
I'm tryna get eight, ten minus two with you

Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight

You don't need them clothes when you walk in here (take 'em off)
Even let you pick out your favorite tattoo (to lick up on)
Dive in, love, baby, you wakin' my Poseidon up
Love when you slippin' and you slidin' up
(One more touch) and then I erupt

Let's vibe for a minute
This black card ain't even come with no limits
Big body Benz got the windows tinted
You can get nasty up in the backseat with it
Got these ass cheeks slippin' out

Wouldn't be me if I ain't get a little nasty
Lick me, rub me, kiss me, touch me
Don't put it past me, 'cause I

I'm in the mood (mood), you know what to do (do)
Treat this as some food, ten minutes two with you (two)
Ain't the point of cake, just eat it too
I'm tryna get eight, ten minus two with you

Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight (I'm tryna get, just tryna get ate)
Eight, eight, eight, eight (eight)
Eight, eight, eight, eight (I'm tryna get ate)

I'm in the mood, you know what to do
Treat this as some food, ten minus two with you
Ain't the point of cake (cake), just eat it too (just eat it too)
I'm tryna get eight, ten minus two with you

Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight (eight)
Eight, eight, eight, eight
Eight, eight, eight, eight (I'm tryna get, just tryna get ate)

Eight



Credits
Writer(s): Kwame B. Holland, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Anthony Clemons Jr., Darius Scott Dixson
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