>> Everybody get up.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

If you can't hear what
I'm trying to say.

If you can't read
from the same page.

Maybe I'm going deaf.

Maybe I'm going blind.

Maybe I'm out of my mind.

Okay, now she was close,
tried to domesticate you.

But you're an animal,
baby, it's in your nature.

Just let me liberate you.
(Hey, hey, hey)

You don't need no papers.
(Hey, hey, hey)

That woman's not your maker.
(Hey, hey, hey)

And that's why I'm
gon' take a good boy.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

You're a good boy.

Can't let it get past me.

You're just so manly.

Talk about getting blasted.

I hate these blurred lines.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

'Cuz you're a good boy.

The way you grab me.

Must wanna get nasty.

Go ahead, get at me.

What do they make dreams for.

When you got them jeans on.

What do we need steam for.

You the hottest dick
in this place.

I feel so lucky.

You wanna hug me.

What rhymes with hug me?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, now she was close,
tried to domesticate you.

But you're an animal,
baby, it's in your nature.

Just let me liberate you.
(Hey, hey, hey)

You don't need no papers.
(Hey, hey, hey)

That woman's not your maker.
(Hey, hey, hey)

And that's why I'm
gon' take a good boy.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

You're a good boy.

The way you grab me.

You're just so manly.

Talk about getting blasted.

I hate these blurred lines.

I know you want it.
(I hate them lines.)

I know you want it.
(I hate them lines.)

I know you want it.
But you're a good boy.

The way you grab me.

Must wanna get nasty.

Go ahead, get at me.

I'ma go ahead and ask you.

You wanna be the one
I back this ass into.

Yo, from Boardwalk
to Park Avenue.

Yeah, I can get with any dick,
but they ain't thick as you.

So hit me up when
you pass through.

To get some big ol'
booty and some attitude.

Chew a dude up for breakfast
like a cannibal.

'Cuz I'ma on to the
next babe radical.

In a hundred years
not dare, would I.

Be a nigga suga' mama
or that chick on the side.

Nothin like ya last bitch.

And yea I walk with a switch.

Got my own car, hair, and apartment.

So just watch me and wait for

Me to choose a man to mate.

Not many boys can
refuse this sh-.

They all be trying to hit.

And it be all like pshh-

Shut up, get down, get up.

Do it like it hurt,
like it hurt.

What you don't like work?

Yeah, yeah.

Baby, can you breathe?

I got this from Jamaica.

It always works for
me, Dakota to Decatur.

No more pretending.

'Cuz now you winning.

Here's our beginning.

I always wanted a good boy.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.

I know you want it.
'Cuz you're a good boy.

The way you grab me.

Must wanna get nasty.

Go ahead, get at me.

I hate these blurred lines.

I know you want it.
I hate them lines.

I know you want it.
I hate them lines.

I know you want it.

'Cuz you're a good boy.

The way you grab me.

Must wanna get nasty.

Go ahead, get at me.

Get up. Get down.

Get up.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah.