Let Me See

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