Letras
Lightning
Thunder
Reign
Coming
Left cheek, right (Right cheek)
That's my type
Slide my way
Sit it on me all night
Motorbike
Sit on me, all right
Take your time
Sit, upright
Lead the league in rushing, touches
MVP, I didn't come for nothing; something?
Curvy, movin', jumping, let me rub it
What a feeling, you gotta love it
Made it to the top, I'm really from it
If it's money I'm running to it
Oops, I mean I'm coming for it
Get it, throw it, buss it
Now she tip toeing in silk wear
He can make a play anywhere
I put something in her ear
Now she's in another gear
I'm the one, nothing to fear
Save her? nah, wipe them tears
Bigger, badder, blacker beard
Walked in here like the man of the year