Wake me up every Saturday
Ohhh number 708
He has the champagne ready I'm make sure I aint late
Ready to get explode cuz he will be takin of my clothes
I can feel my heart racing as the night are long
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
Pressing me up against the wall
He makes sure nothing gets ignore
My body temperature rising as he does nothing at all
He keepin me satisfied
I love the passion I see in his eyes
I can feel the whole world shakin
As he goes deeper inside
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
More then just a fantasy
More then curiosity
I just want him to get wit me
It's not a fatuation
He's one of gods creation
Ohhh I wish we could be
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
I am sprung on my booty call
I get chills every time he call
It doesn't feel right but it doesn't feel wrong
He does more then just turn me on
