No me puedo controlar Aquí con el señor LL Cool J Y aquí estoy Ya tú sabe’ (oh, oh) 1, 2, 3 muévete
The club was far from empty It was crowded at the entry I slide right through like how I do This girl began to tempt me She said her name Shaiyeeda I could tell her mama feed her When they tight and when them jeans don’t fit I’m L, nice to meet ya I could feel my body yearnin’ The room just started turnin’ Didn’t wanna go out on the floor But this girl was so determined (Let’s dance) 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 It’s hard to control myself You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad It’s hard to control myself, it’s hard to control myself
It’s hard for me to control myself Get 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 We barely know each other Yet we’re whilin’ like we’re lovers (uh huh) The air is filled with passion The strobe lights are flashin’ The hustlers throw cash in The bar tender keeps splashin’ Her moves were so erotic Her games were so hypnotic I bet this girl could 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
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 It’s hard to control myself, it’s hard to control myself
It’s hard for me to control myself Get to hold myself Back from jumpin’ on ya Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna
She licked off Her lip gloss Her hips toss Back and forth Side to side and Up and down She touched the ground It turned me out I’m battlin’ desire Lord help me douse this fire This internal inferno Hotter than a shot of Cuervo (c’mon) Her top was short and purple Belly dancin’ in a circle When I feel like this I can’t resist I don’t 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 You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad It’s hard to control myself, it’s hard to control myself
It’s hard for me to control myself Get to hold myself Back from jumpin’ on ya Like I wanna like I wanna, wanna
Uh, yeah I need everybody to report to the dance floor Right now, woo-ooh Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Shake it, shake it (haha) Shake, shake it (y’all know what this is) Shake, shake it
