[Robin Thicke]
Do it by the touch
[Verse 1: Game]
Remember Cam'ron first shit?
Think it was Horse and Carriage
But I ain't talkin’ marriage
I’m talking 14 carats
I ain't talkin' Tiffany
Cause I ain't talkin' industry
I’m talkin' in the streets
Twin Bentleys
I’m tryin’ to be what you mentally before physically
I’m physically before mentally, just remember me
For you I let that thing sing like a symphony
Sid and Nancy and Micky and Malory, we meant to be
Never been a trick, I do the shopping for the both us
Send shots at the vultures in these Marc Jacob loafers
And I’m saying, you gon' let me see something
Stop playin, I ain't know it was like that
God damn, you bring the LL out a nigga
The Louis V, the Burkin, the Chanel out a nigga
J 12 out a nigga so you know what time it is
I’m bout to call the realtor
Yo ma, where you tryna live?
[Hook: Robin Thicke]
Pushin' it, your lips
Cause my drug is your kiss
I’m pushin' it, your body
That you need
I’m pushin' it, back door
I’ma elevate ya to the top floor
I’m pushin’ it, need a rush
[Verse 2: T.I]
What’s happning mami what you doin’ you supposed to be
Livin’ in a lap of luxury so you should go with me
I’m openly excited spend the night I bet u like it
Do with it whatever you like, it don’t matter just dont bite it
You see that feeling when you met me well you shouldn’t fight it
They said you and I are more than worth a try so don’t deny it
See I’m king like Leonidas dress your hands with the brightest stones
Known the man when your mans pockets on a diet
Walk you in this presidential out that doublin’ the Hyatt
Big money talkin’, all broke niggas be quiet
It don’t matter how he feels all what matters is how we live
Don’t listen to his opinion until he stack a couple mil
But until then feels free to come chill
And my crib in the hills set back and kick off your heels
Say you never seen a pad with a view so ill
Or receive so much pleasure that you couldn’t hold still
We’ll until
[Hook]
[Bridge - Robin Thicke]
Straight to the Penthouse, Elevate
Let me put my hands on your w-w-waiste
Let me take a second, let me take it in
You can run that game all night
But you know I w-w-win
Let me take a second, let me take it in
You can run that game all night
But you know I w-w-win
I am Superman, I’m supercool
I’m in the air, all over you
I am Superman, I’m supercool
I’m in the air, all over you
[Verse 3: Game]
I let your friends talk bad about you
I didn’t knizzo
Behind your back calling you a H to the Izzo
I apologize lay your head on my pillow
Mr and Mrs Smith and we can have a little Willow
She can shave the sides put a couple lines in it
And we can have spritzers put a couple limes in it
Throw a Bar Mitzvah, put a couple dimes in it
She go see a Drake show but never out of line with it
So very chance I get nigga I’m in it
Deep sea diving trying to see what I can find in it
So it's mine isn't it? And thats a Porsche ain't it
So picture that and have Andy Warhol paint it
I’m a rude boy so I'mma go and get it up
Rihanna post Chris, Matt Kemp
Baby this is us
So talk to me
Have you ever been to Cannes
Yeah South of France next stop Japan
Lets go
[Hook]