Artist/Band:
Usher
Lyrics for Song: Let Me See
Lyrics for Album: Looking 4 Myself [2012]
Usher, baby
I hear you, yeah
Rock with me
Hey girl, I'm debating if I should take you home
Should I take you home?
I don't mean to keep you waiting
But I just gotta know
If you're ready
She say she wanna take her skirt off
Be my guest
I decided to take my shirt off
And show my chest
And we been sipping on that merlot
So you know what's next
Working intermissions, switching positions
We so explicit, oh
You been sayin' all night long
That you couldn't wait to get me all alone
What you gon' do to me
Don't talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Girl I can't wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me
Quit talking 'bout it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
I been anticipating
What you would do to me
What you gon' do to me
Sex and education,
Hands on when you're with me
Give your heart to me, yeah
She say she wanna take her skirt off
Be my guest
I decided to take my shirt off
And show my chest
And we been sipping on that merlot
So you know what's next
Working intermissions, switching positions
We so explicit, oh
You been sayin' all night long
That you couldn't wait to get me all alone
What you gon' do to me
Don't talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Girl I can't wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me
Quit talking 'bout it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
[Rick Ross - Rap Verse]
Check it
Got on all my ice, talkin' cash shit
Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghinis, fast whips
She down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide
We run the streets but on G5's, I'm talkin' fly
Boots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings
You with a big boy so we do the big things
Had to valet park it, Chanel hoody on
Lookin' like Trayvon Martin, George Zimmerman don't want it
She on my wanted poster, Ciroc in my mimosa
I'm ballin' like LeBron, we shoppin' in Milan
The four fifty-eight Ferrari, I park it on the lawn
I let her meet my tongue, she blew up like a bomb
The sex is so explosive, her stuff is supersonic
She my new addiction, I swear I'm through with chronic
Rosé and Usher Raymond, girl we the hottest
Rockin' the most ice, I said we the hottest
You been sayin' all night long
That you couldn't wait to get me all alone
What you gon' do to me
Don't talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
I can't wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Hollerin' 'bout what you gon' do to me
Quit talking 'bout it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
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