Pack it up, break it down

Bring it down, pick it up, split it up

Pack it up, break it down

Bring it down, pick it up, split it up

Pack it up (yeah), break it down (eh)

Bring it down, pick it up, split it up

Downtown girl, but she love the high

Pretty thing, big mama, she a baddie

Touch your toes, and don't make a sound

Where's your manners baby girl, don't make me mad

Drop it down low, and pick it up

Let the string go in between

Let me slide in, let me divide it

Spread it wide, let it breathe, let me (yeah)

Look me in the eye, when I heat it up

Red lips, kiss and kill, fingеr on the trigger

GPS on, I'm tryna find the spot (yеah)

Room 22 second floor that's my hotel

In the bathroom, upstairs in my mansion

By the fireplace, havin' sex with a baddie

Top floor, four seasons in New York

In Miami, we in the yacht like a big dog

Got her CC, cos I'm really proud of her

Takin' care of you cos, you've seen it all

Is it sex? Is it love? I don't know

You just lay it down, then I take it how I want it

By the balcony, we were sexin' on the high

And the cigarettes, you can ash it on the floor

Pack it up (yeah), break it down (eh)

Bring it down, pick it up, split it up

Downtown girl, but she love the high

Pretty thing, big mama, she a baddie

Touch your toes and don't make a sound

Where's your manners baby girl, don't make me mad

Drop it down low, and pick it up

Let the string go in between

Is it sex? Is it love? It is what it is

You just lay it down for me, and I take it how I want it

Smokin' by the balcony, we just sexin' on a high

Is that your favorite wine, let me fill it to the top

Cigarettes you smoke, you can ash it on floor

All we have is ourselves, you don't need nobody else

Girl where we going, you don't need none of your friends

We can do this shit today, cos tomorrow is never promised

Prepared for the worst, but I'm still prayin' for the best

Whichever way it goes, I know I'm comin' out on top

If I were to go to war, I'd probably win before I fight

I'd probably win before I fight

If I had to lose it all, you'd probably still on my side

When it comes down to the truth, you'd probably take the stand and lie

If I ever do wrong in your eyes it probably be right

If I proceed right now, I'll probably hit the jackpot

Pack it up (yeah), break it down (eh)

Bring it down, pick it up, split it up

Downtown girl, but she love the high

Pretty thing, big mama, she a baddie

Touch your toes, and don't make a sound

Where's your manners baby girl, don't make me mad

Drop it down low, and pick it up

Let the string go in between