Don't Hurt Me
She the baddest out the crew
And she roll deep
I said "Baby, are you woke?"
She said she don't sleep
Damn, girl, that's woke as hell
We could hit the runway, you look so Giselle
I'm no gazelle, I swear I'll take my time up in there
Drive slow when I ride up in there, I got you
Lemme tell you all the things I'll not do
Come here, take a seat, let Stoop spit, I'm too slick
But I would never lie or hurt you
Never keep you out past your curfew
I'll never let nobody else control you
I'll never flake, or curse you out and scold you
I'll never make you order sprouts or tofu
I'll never set the thermostat too cold, boo
And better yet...
I'll always keep you warm, in fact
I'll be your thunder buddy every scary storm, that's facts, 'cause
Oh, oh, oh
And girl, I don't know, oh, oh
How you get so low, oh, oh
You dance like a pro, oh, oh
I put in that work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
When you around, I swear there's somethin' different in the air
Come here baby, while I whisper in your ear...
"Wait 'til you see my..." whoa
Just let me know, what it take you to be my hoe, okay
Takin' shots like Lil' Jon, lil' gone
Off the Henny, but still goin', let's go and get it
I'm feelin' tipsy, but still strong, I hope I didn't
Ruin that dress I spilled on, no matter though
'Cause 'bout an hour, imma have you out it
I buy you another tomorrow, girl, don't be mad about it
Never seen a girl shoot tequila this fast in that amount like nothin'
Imma give you that lovin', then go and rap about it
Stack about a hunnid G's just to spend the weekend in Vegas
Fuck around and go viral, over-tippin' the waitress
I was lit when I made this, but ain't lit when I say this
You a glitch in The Matrix, why I call you The One, sing
Oh, oh, oh
And girl, I don't know, oh, oh
How you get so low, oh, oh
You dance like a pro, oh, oh
I put in that work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
But baby, don't
Ouh, that dress so scandalous
And you know another playa couldn't handle it
So you shakin' that thing like, "Who's the ish?"
With a look in your eyes, so devilish
She like to dance to my hip-hop bops
Ain't a pro, but she know I'm the next to pop
And she do it so good, when she ride the (uh)
'Cause shorty livin' la vida loca
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
Thighs like what, what, what
Baby, move your butt, butt, butt
I think I'll sing it again
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
Thighs like what, what, what
And I ain't even bashful
Hold up, wait, what's your name, I ain't even ask you, but...
Wooooo
Work, work, work
Ahhhhhh
Don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
Girl, I don't know, oh, oh
Girl, I don't know, oh, oh
Work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
But baby, don't
And she roll deep
I said "Baby, are you woke?"
She said she don't sleep
Damn, girl, that's woke as hell
We could hit the runway, you look so Giselle
I'm no gazelle, I swear I'll take my time up in there
Drive slow when I ride up in there, I got you
Lemme tell you all the things I'll not do
Come here, take a seat, let Stoop spit, I'm too slick
But I would never lie or hurt you
Never keep you out past your curfew
I'll never let nobody else control you
I'll never flake, or curse you out and scold you
I'll never make you order sprouts or tofu
I'll never set the thermostat too cold, boo
And better yet...
I'll always keep you warm, in fact
I'll be your thunder buddy every scary storm, that's facts, 'cause
Oh, oh, oh
And girl, I don't know, oh, oh
How you get so low, oh, oh
You dance like a pro, oh, oh
I put in that work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
When you around, I swear there's somethin' different in the air
Come here baby, while I whisper in your ear...
"Wait 'til you see my..." whoa
Just let me know, what it take you to be my hoe, okay
Takin' shots like Lil' Jon, lil' gone
Off the Henny, but still goin', let's go and get it
I'm feelin' tipsy, but still strong, I hope I didn't
Ruin that dress I spilled on, no matter though
'Cause 'bout an hour, imma have you out it
I buy you another tomorrow, girl, don't be mad about it
Never seen a girl shoot tequila this fast in that amount like nothin'
Imma give you that lovin', then go and rap about it
Stack about a hunnid G's just to spend the weekend in Vegas
Fuck around and go viral, over-tippin' the waitress
I was lit when I made this, but ain't lit when I say this
You a glitch in The Matrix, why I call you The One, sing
Oh, oh, oh
And girl, I don't know, oh, oh
How you get so low, oh, oh
You dance like a pro, oh, oh
I put in that work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
But baby, don't
Ouh, that dress so scandalous
And you know another playa couldn't handle it
So you shakin' that thing like, "Who's the ish?"
With a look in your eyes, so devilish
She like to dance to my hip-hop bops
Ain't a pro, but she know I'm the next to pop
And she do it so good, when she ride the (uh)
'Cause shorty livin' la vida loca
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
Thighs like what, what, what
Baby, move your butt, butt, butt
I think I'll sing it again
She had dumps like a truck, truck, truck
Thighs like what, what, what
And I ain't even bashful
Hold up, wait, what's your name, I ain't even ask you, but...
Wooooo
Work, work, work
Ahhhhhh
Don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
Girl, I don't know, oh, oh
Girl, I don't know, oh, oh
Work, work, work
No gettin' off early
Hop on and let's ride, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
And baby, don't hurt me
You say, "I'm all yours, boy"
I say, "I'm not worthy"
I'll give you my heart, girl
But baby, don't hurt me
But baby, don't
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Writer(s): Chris Carey
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