Ignition

(альбом: Chixtape IV - 2017)

[R. Kelly:]
Over babe
Put this, put this stand up in your trunk, babe
So buckle up 'cause this can get bumpy, babe
Honey, we gon' mess around and get a ticket, babe
I'm saying, I'ma go, yellow light
Do it slow, red light
I'ma stop when I hear you say
Switch lanes, hit the signal
Take a break, hit the hazards when we park

[Tory Lanez:]
Whoa, babe, you're so wet, I'm slipping, I'm sliding
Whoa, babe, I cannot wait to get to your body
I don't want interruptions
Doors locked don't interrupt us
You can scream my name up in there
You can scream my name up in there

'Cause I like your style, have a grown man wishing
I can take my key, put it in the ignition
And you still on me, got your engine ticking
Baby you gon' know my name by the way I whip it, yeah

[R. Kelly (Tory Lanez):]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (I can feel it coming)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Now let me see you (I can feel you want it)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (I can feel it coming)

[Tory Lanez:]
Whoa, this ain't the time for second guessing
What's going on in my body, whoa whoa
If you say you're mine then baby
You can't change your mind

We mix Hen with the 'tron, like so what I'm drunk
It's the freaking weekend, I'ma have me some fun
Rolling a blunt, OG my weed
And I'm tearing that shit up when you fucking with me
I don't want interruptions
I just wanna get to the function, baby
I'm not one for assumptions
But I assume want ya

'Cause I like your style, have a grown man wishing
I can take my key, put it in the ignition
And you still on me, got your engine ticking
Baby you gon' know my name by the way I whip it, yeah

[R. Kelly (Tory Lanez):]
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (I can feel it coming)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Now let me see you (I can feel you want it)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (I can feel it coming)

[Tory Lanez:]
Whoa, this ain't the time for second guessing
What's going on in my body, whoa whoa
If you say you're mine then baby
You can't change your mind

Girl, we off in the street
With the windows up
Blast the radio
We not giving a fuck
Cruising 'round and 'round
Girl, we living it up
We just thugging it out
We not giving a fuck, fuck
Yeah yeah yeah
See it coming

[R. Kelly:]
Now I'm not trying to be rude
But hey pretty girl I'm feeling you
The way you do the things ya do
Reminds me of my Lexus coupe
That's why I'm all up in ya grill
Trying to get you to a hotel
You must be a football coach
The way you got me playing the field
So baby gimme that "Toot toot"
And lemme give ya that "Beep beep"
Running her hands through my 'fro
Bouncing on twenty fo's
While they saying on the radio
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rolling that body
Got every man in here wishing
Sipping on coke and rum (rum)
I'm like so what I'm drunk (drunk)
It's the freaking weekend
Baby I'm about to have me some fun (fun)