(feat. Trey Songz)
[Intro: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
But your body like the Cali Kush I just gotta blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I could play with
So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
[Verse 1: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Girl I call Balenciaga, made it just for you, baby
Know you like that coco, oh the purse came with the shoes, baby
Lick you from your neck down to your toes
How that pussy tasting?
Kiss you anywhere you want to the song, while the record playing
[Hook: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
Girl I'm just sitting in the studio
Thinking 'bout that booty though
And I'm just switching up positions while you making all kinda faces
Got you tripping, caught you slipping
Now you tripping all down the basement
So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
[Verse 2: Chris Brown & Trey Songz]
You need a real nigga [?] it, who gon' hit it till the morning
I'ma put the mic up to your mouth, I need some vocals on it
Baby girl, we about to make love
On this floor, right now, now, now, now
Baby we're all up in the studio
Hit record right now, now, now, now
Baby, I'm about to buss, no gunplay
150 on the one-way
Baby, tryna go to work like Monday
Bout your body like a Sunday
Baby I'm caught up in the moment, see I
Raw dog, I done thought about it a couple times
Ass up when the shit go down
Got her bussin' like a pistol now
[Hook]
