Girl I don’t mean to be managed. But something’s on my mind. And I’ve decided. That you should just have it. Promise that it ain’t too much no. I hope that you can understand this. Feeling that’s inside. Put your fears aside. And we can just manage. Promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough. Just a tip. Just a tip. Just a tip. I promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough. We ain’t gotta do nothing. Let me put the head in. Ain’t gon’ move for nothing though. I’m dead serious. How ’bout 2 or 3 pours that’s it. If I don’t make you feel good at first then I quit. Why you tripping move your hand out the way real quick. Why you always laughing he can’t bullshit. If you love me you’ll let me do it I’m just saying. Take them off and pull them to the side stop playing. Tell the truth I make you feel good errytime. It ain’t my fault girl you just be so damn fine. Let me put it in though for the hundredth time. Ain’t gon’ keep on begging ask you for the last time. You don’t even got to do nothing you can just leave though. I know you gon’ let me in there. Girl I don’t mean to be managed. But something’s on my mind. And I’ve decided. That you should just have it. Promise that it ain’t too much no. I hope that you can understand this. Feeling that’s inside. Put your fears aside. And we can just manage. Promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough. Just a tip. Just a tip. Just a tip. I promise that it ain’t too much. Just a tip. Just a tip. Just a tip. I promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough. Luda! I just wanna put the tip in. Just enough of your water to skinny dip in. A little motion in your ocean. Hit the spot and concoct your love potion. Shut off that commotion and listen here. I wanna get to biting like tyson nibbling on your ear. Whispering sweet nothings. I can hear your heart beat pumping sending chills down your body. It’s probably cause you’re my main squeeze. And my ice cream cone gives you a brain freeze. Yeah I be causing an avalanche. You might be calling an ambulance. Now I got you whipped get a grip. Cause the tip of my dick’ll send you into convulsions. You’ve been working it all night girl. I think you deserve a promotion. Girl I don’t mean to be managed. But something’s on my mind. And I’ve decided. That you should just have it. Promise that it ain’t too much no. I hope that you can understand this. Feeling that’s inside. Put your fears aside. And we can just manage. Promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough. Just a tip. Just a tip. Just a tip. I promise that it ain’t too much. Just a tip. Just a tip. Just a tip. I promise that it ain’t too much. But just enough