Lyrics
Hello, yeah, I'm the studio right now
Oh, you trying to come through?
(Yeah, I wanna give you some studio loving)
Alright well umm I'm a finish up this last lil joint
And I'm a umm... I'ma give you a call, I'm a text you or sum
Yeah, nah don't bother putting that on
Girl let me take you to to my studio
Give you everything you want and need
Lay you flat like a piano
If you let me stroke your keys
You going be saying things you never said
Matter of fact you going be playing melodies you never played
We ain't in no bed, we in the lab
And I'm reclining in my seat
You can just climb on top of me and ride me like this beat
You say you need this (loving)
Well, I'ma grab your waste line
And if you like it deep
I could hit you with that baseline
I ain't' tryin' to waste time
For me and your sake
Plus I'm payin' for this session
I need more than one take
I make the boards shake like how I'm s'pposed to
I'll have you sounding good
Lil ma, I got them pro tunes
Now you in the mood
I got you doing this and tryin' that
Beating your drum
While I'm playing with your high hat
You like that
So you don't want to, I just make you do it
Got you in love, 'cause when we fuck, it's like we making music, go n' lose it
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you
Here in my studio oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeeah
You say you gotta work tomorrow, you can make it though
And even though there's probably other places we can go
We in my studio, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
And, no, it ain't gon' stop
I keep this song on replay
Putting all them scratches on my back
I'm like go DJ
Be my guitar, I'll pluck your G-string
Pull it to the side, I'ma make them vocals drop
I'm gripping on your thighs
We tangled like some cables
From the front look in your eyes
Then I turn you like some tables
No, you fiending for this (loving)
That's what you gon' get
And I can't sing, but I see you
And know I'm gonna hit, yeaah
Let's do the verses now
Worry about the beat later
Heard you be going off that head
You don't need paper
Play you an E-major, A-minor
Girl your rhythm straight
And I say you got great timing
Feel your heart rate climbing
Like when my speakers quake
More than okay or straight
You got that 8-0-8
You say you can't
But I do something that just make you do it
Me and you don't fuck
We make music, yeaa
I don't want to be unusual
But there's a lot of things that I can see me doing to you
Up in my studio oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeeaa
You say you gotta work tomorrow, you can make it though
And even thought there's probably other places we can go
We in my studio, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeeaa
So shorty tell me what you think about it, think about it
Me and you can make a album, let's make a album
Shorty we can make a album, let's make a album
Darling we can make a album, let's make a album
Shorty what you think about it, think about it
Me and you can make a album, make a album
Shorty we can make a album, let's make a album
Darling we can make a album (haha), yeah
I Wanna give you some studio lovin'
Studio lovin', oh, yeah