naked

Text "Where you at?", we don't even say "Hello"
Oh, oh
Know what it is every time I hit your phone
You put me in the mood
You're flirtin', baby, it's workin', makin' me blush
Tell me what you gon' do
Oh, you like it? Baby, I'll try anything once

Ooh, yeah, I want your body, want your body on mine
You want me on it, want me on it all night
Pull up to my building in those corduroys you know that I like
But you know I like it better when we

Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, nakеd
You know I like it better when we
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked
You know I like it better when we

Can't even make it to the bed
We in the hall takin' off our clothes
You and me gon' be so loud on the couch
And the neighbours bouta know, babe
Bend and twist our bodies like we are origami
Then call down to the lobby and order some calamari
With that Dom Pérignon
Sippin' that Dom Pérignon
Take a lil' break and carry on
(Take a lil' break and carry on)

Ooh, yeah, I want your body, want your body on mine
You want me on it, want me on it all night
Pu-pull up to my building in those corduroys you know that I like
But you know I like it better when we

Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, nakеd
You know I like it better when we
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked (Naked, we naked)
You know I like it better when we (Naked, we naked)
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, naked (Naked, we naked)
Naked, naked, naked, naked, naked, nakеd



Credits
Writer(s): Jackson Morgan, David Wilson, Kyle Prescott Buckley, Dru Decaro, Charles Robert Nelson, Jonathan Bach, Amelia Grace Moore
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