Baby - Album Version (Edited)
Excuse me I'm taking to you, hey
Girl, I just want to talk to you for a minute... Ow
Manolo pumps is tapping and your lips stick's red
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Your Louis purse and I just think I love your hair
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Meet me in the hallways where the bathrooms are
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Can you drive a stick I wanna know I'll be your car
(woo)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
I can imagine having my arms around your back
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
And I can imagine your heart beat pumping through your chest
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
I hope it goes beep beep, beep beep, beep beep, hey (ooh girl)
Beep beep, beep beep
Excuse me I'm talking you, hey
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
As I look through the crowd of the pupils into ya pupils
Yeah boo I see you too
Damn right I wanna do you too
In ya eyes I can tell what you thinking
Why ain't we somewhere hot for the weekend
Seafood eatin', I heard you like Red Lobster
You the type might like to sun bathe
Jump off the yacht and jet ski the runway
I give it to you like (uhh)
Wanna moan and scream out (baby)
Do the things that will make you say (uhh)
Damn right I spoils my (baby)
It ain't nothing to me I'm (uhh)
Billion dollar boy type (baby)
Girl you ain't gotta close your eyes or wish real hard
Or click your heels (your heels)
I can make everything that you feel be real (yeah)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
Can I splash you with uh, champagne
Um, you wanna roll up a 100 dollar bill and use it as a straw
Bye baby
Girl, I just want to talk to you for a minute... Ow
Manolo pumps is tapping and your lips stick's red
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Your Louis purse and I just think I love your hair
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Meet me in the hallways where the bathrooms are
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
Can you drive a stick I wanna know I'll be your car
(woo)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
I can imagine having my arms around your back
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
And I can imagine your heart beat pumping through your chest
(we're just eye fucking, eye fucking)
I hope it goes beep beep, beep beep, beep beep, hey (ooh girl)
Beep beep, beep beep
Excuse me I'm talking you, hey
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
As I look through the crowd of the pupils into ya pupils
Yeah boo I see you too
Damn right I wanna do you too
In ya eyes I can tell what you thinking
Why ain't we somewhere hot for the weekend
Seafood eatin', I heard you like Red Lobster
You the type might like to sun bathe
Jump off the yacht and jet ski the runway
I give it to you like (uhh)
Wanna moan and scream out (baby)
Do the things that will make you say (uhh)
Damn right I spoils my (baby)
It ain't nothing to me I'm (uhh)
Billion dollar boy type (baby)
Girl you ain't gotta close your eyes or wish real hard
Or click your heels (your heels)
I can make everything that you feel be real (yeah)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you (baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you (baby)
Excuse me I'm talking to you, hey
Can I splash you with uh, champagne
Um, you wanna roll up a 100 dollar bill and use it as a straw
Bye baby
Credits
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Pharrell L. Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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