Lyrics
Get Jazzy on 'em
I'm that flight that you get on
International
First-class seat on my lap, girl
Ridin' comfortable (oh, yeah), ha
'Cause I know what da girl dem need
New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
You make it hard to leave
Been around the world, don't speak the language (uh-huh)
But your booty don't need explainin' (uh-huh)
All I really need to understand is (uh-huh)
When you
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me (what?)
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me (what?)
Get Jazzy on 'em
You know the words to my songs
No habla inglés (oh)
Our conversations ain't long
But you know what is
I know what the girl dem want
London to Taiwan
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
I think I need a new one
Been around the world, don't speak the language (uh-huh)
But your booty don't need explainin' (oh, uh-huh)
All I really need to understand is (uh-huh)
When you
Talk dirty to me (woo)
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me