Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover Uh, uh, well Sugar here’s another one And another day
Move to this, let me see you jump and twist Pump your fist ’cause you know it’s hard to resist As long you know you’re rollin’ with the love specialist Feel the pow, let me put the groove in your hips The night is young, so let’s go roll with the fun You got some gun, check it out, gimme some ‘Cause I’m about to play an old girl like a drum She shackatack, poor soul settle down
Girl, what you gon’ do with all that body {Shake it up all night} Careful with that thing before you hurt somebody {Tell me what you like} Do it, baby
How you can grant the woman access to your villa Trespasser and a witness while you cling on your pillow You better watch your back before she turn into a killer Best for you and the situation not to call the beaner To be a true player you have to know how to play If she say you’re not, convince her say you’re gay Never admit to a word when she say makes a claim And you tell her baby no way
But she caught me on the counter “It wasn’t me” Saw me banging on the sofa “It wasn’t me” I even had her in the shower “It wasn’t me” She even caught me on camera “It wasn’t me” She saw the marks on my shoulder “It wasn’t me” Heard the words that I told her “It wasn’t me” Heard the screams getting louder “It wasn’t me” She stayed until it was over
