Текст песни
No me puedo controlar
Aqui con el Señor LL Cool J
Y aqui estoy, ya tu sabes
Uno, dos, tres, muevete! (Y'all know what this is So So Def)
The club was far from empty
It was crowded at the entry (woo!)
I slide right through like how I do
This girl began to tempt me (uh-huh)
She said her name, Shayeeda
I could tell her mama feed her (yeah)
When they tight and thick, them jeans don't fit
I'm L, nice to meet ya (uh-oh)
I could feel my body yearning
The room just started turning
Didn't want to go out on the floor
But this girl was so determined
My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweatin' just a little
On the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggled
She said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself (aww)
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad (be bad)
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself (me too)
And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
Temptation is a mother-
How we lust for one another (yeah)
We barely know each other
Yet we're wilding like we're lovers (uh-huh)
The air is filled with passion
The strobe lights are flashin'
The hustlers throw cashin'
The bartender keeps splashin'
Her moves were so erotic
Her gaze was so hypnotic
I begged this girl to stop it
But she continued to pop it
You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your Sidekick
'Cause the after-party is at my body
Meet me you're invited
She said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad (be bad)
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself (say what)
And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
She licked off her lip gloss
Her hips tossed back and forth
Side to side and up and down
She touched the ground, it turned me out
I'm battling desire
Lord, help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo (come on)
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancing in a circle
When I feel like this, I can't resist
Stop it, don't make me hurt you (make me hurt you)
She said
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself (oh)
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad (be bad)
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself (say what)
And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya
Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
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Uh, yeah, I need everybody to report to the dance floor
Right... now! (Whoo-hoo!)
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Haha, ya know what this is