[VERSE]

Curse them Vicky Secrets you wearing for making me feel so inferior

And curse that little bottle coco butter that blesses your exterior

(Woah)

I can see the way your lingerie is looking like it's tryina test me

And I don't like the way them dollar bills are sliding up and down your body

They make me so jealous but I can't help it

Girl just go and get it call me foolish or even selfish

But baby I can't fight the way I feel

[HOOK]

That pole should be my body

This floor should be my bed

And everything they throwin' at ya baby I'll double it

This club should be my crib

You're my private dancer

You're my private dancer

Throwin' 100'S when I should be throwin' 1's (x4)

[VERSE]

Girl I hate the way that your necklace is hanging like it's coming on to you

And I know that them earrings you wearing are whisperin' all the nasty things I wanna do to you

I can't help but feel a little angry 'bout that water bottle on your lips

And who gave you permission to get roses and that bible tattood on your hips

They make me so jealous but I can't help it

Girl just go and get it call me foolish or even selfish

But baby I can't fight the way I feel

[HOOK]

[VERSE]

Get mad when I know I should be having fun

Lately I've been trippin' thinkin' that you're the one

They make me so jealous but I can't help it

Girl just go and get it call me foolish or even selfish

But baby I can't fight the way I feel

[HOOK]

Throwin' 100'S when I should be throwin' 1's (X8)