That's My Shhh Lyrics

by Jason Derulo

Now get on over here and get up on this bed
I'm all up on you now lock me in with your legs
Pull your shirt to the left and kiss that one
Pull your shirt to the right how did I miss that one
I really want it but I love it that you're teasing it
Once I start I ain't gon' stop until I'm pleasing it
Almost time to come up out them jeans
You know exactly what I mean

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As we take it from the bed to the flo'
From the washer to the drier to the sofa
If you're ready say you're ready and you'll see
First one's coming 'bout the time you count to 3

1, like a teacher you sending me to the corner
2, grabbing and biting while I'm up on her
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

1, I can barely calm it down
2, grabbing on your head turn that thing around
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

Hey referee I think we're ready for round 2
Stay right there, I'll come to you
Just relax while I analyze your tattoos
Tryna see where I'ma put my name on your back boo
Just when you thought the water park couldn't get no wetter
I'm dripping down my back like I'm doing it in my sweater
Rise up out the oven, cream on the cupcake
Hazelnut flavored, Haagen Dazs milkshake

As we take it from the bed to the flo'
From the washer to the drier to the sofa
If you're ready say you're ready and you'll see
The second one is coming 'bout the time you count to 3

1, like a teacher you sending me to the corner
2, grabbing and biting while I'm up on her
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

1, I can barely calm it down
2, grabbing on your head turn that thing around
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

Nobody-body's listening, let it go
Cause I wanna hear you sing, baby sing
Somebody-body better turn off the radio
Cause I wanna hear you sing, baby sing

1, like a teacher you sending me to the corner
2, grabbing and biting while I'm up on her
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

1, I can barely calm it down
2, grabbing on your head turn that thing around
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit
3, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit