I can't control its right infront of me

You leaning over, its like my fantasy

I can control you taking over me

I cant control it, you cant control it



I came in the door you can hardly ignore her i mean

Its like this whole party's for her i mean

She's standing there as soon as she saw em i Got my camera phone

Let her know she wont call i said

Lets go someone quit less crowded

Im tryin to see more you and less outfit

Way she was movin it i know all about it

Like she plan on turning me on,but i doubt it

I cant handle it crisp jeans, white on whites

Know your boy tryin to clothes off a manican

Plus my eyes can point like a cameraman

Enough of the small talk ma im tryna dance agaïn