Come Get Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
It don't take that much, just hit me when you home
I'm leaving the club, you should see what I got on
Don't take too long, I'll be waiting by the phone
And I need you to come get me
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you just come get me tonight?

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[Verse 1]
I admit that's my ex
Got some good sex
Call him Dracula
He bend me over suck that pussy from the back, and I
Be shivering, he delivering, all kinda long dick
It make me kinda homesick
"Megan where you been at? It's been a minute
You best not be lettin' these niggas get all up in it"
I laugh it off like I ain't hear him, mind ya bidness
Cause you stupid or something to think that I'on know you fuckin
Pull up, yeah, we both know the routine
The last time we talk we say some shit that we ain't mean
It's a shame your new girl stalkin' me
The bitch know your tongue crip walkin' me
Shit, how you gon' resist this?
Boy, you know you miss this
Forever be your missus, even as a mistress
Yeah, I know you're missing how I tongue kiss
Got your body covered in my lipstick

[Chorus]
It don't take that much, just hit me when you home
I'm leaving the club, you should see what I got on
Don't take too long, I'll be waiting by the phone
And I need you to come get me
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you just come get me tonight?

[Verse 2]
I got that ooh-wee
Throw it back at ya while you squeezin' on my booty
Throw them legs up like the doors on the 'ghini
Bendin' in positions and I make this shit look easy
Which way you wanna do me?
I need a romancer
Tell me have you ever made love to a dancer?
I ain't talking strippers
I'm talking bout ballet slippers
Up-do's and jazz shoes
I got all the right moves
To make a nigga tan-do
Maybe it's the dip in my hips when I switch
Or the way I lick my lips that keep a young nigga stiff
So who's it gonna be? Her or me?
Real bitches do real things so these double d's is really me
Boy, I know you feeling me, I know where you wanna be
But if you choose to lose, just know you ain't offending me
Shit, why you fuckin' with a five?
Nigga, when you're lookin' at a dime

[Chorus]
It don't take that much, just hit me when you home
I'm leaving the club, you should see what I got on
Don't take too long, I'll be waiting by the phone
And I need you to come get me
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
Can you just come get me tonight?