Wait

Wait, wait, wait a minute Wait, hol' up, wait a minute I'm in my bag, she's likin' my style I'm sportin' Louis V's and Jordan 23's I took her back home to do some new things She down the whole chase, I had a few drinks I got drunk and nasty, came back in classic Comin' a little close, it might make it little sassy She like my style, I know all that shit I'm down and I'm lit, she down and she thick (now I'm screamin') Wait, I grabbed the Rosé It starts in my head, I'm having foreplay I took her right down, lights down in my bed Until I realize it's all in my head She callin' my phone, I'm all in my way And, girl, in real life, I'm on the highway You say you're headin' down, I know you're not goin' So, baby, don't leave, come on until I can scream out Wait, where you goin'? Wait Baby, wait, where you goin'? Wait Hold it down for me, wait a minute Count on me, I'm on my way Like five, four, three, two, one, just Tell me without tellin' me you freaky, I'm tryna see (yeah) Tell me without tellin' me you ready, I'll count to three One, two, three, put that bod' all up on me I can hardly wait to rock that body Stay right there, just like that, girl, I'm on the way Call the paramedics (hey), uh-huh From the window to the wall, I'm smashin' (hey) that bod-da-da Now if you know, you know I got it, I put that on my mama Stay right there, just like that, I'm on the way (hol' up, wait a minute) Wait, where you goin'? Wait Baby, wait, where you goin'? Wait Hold it down for me, wait a minute Count on me, I'm on my way Like five, four, three, two, one, just Wait, where you goin'? Wait Baby, wait, where you goin'? Wait Hold it down for me, wait a minute Count on me, I'm on my way Like five, four, three, two, one, just (wait) --- Wait - Flo Rida