Released: May 16, 2010
Songwriter: Tyga Chris Brown
Producer: Kevin McCall
[Intro]
K-K-K-K-K-Mac
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Lil' mama whatcha doing, what's up-up-up? (Oh, yeah)
'Cause I ain't gotta work this weekend, let's get up-up-up (Oh-woah)
And I just wanna dance, and play a little bit
And baby, I'm the man, and shawty, you the shit
Think about it, we can do something nasty
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
While I got my energy up all in the club with the lights down low
And I got you tipsy and you're all up on me, pulling on my clothes
I ain't finished my drink but I want some more
Girl, get your purse, let me grab my coat
Got my keys so now we can roll back to the crib
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, shawty)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah), and I'ma let you take it off
Tonight is your night (Oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down
[Verse 2: Tyga, Chris Brown & Both]
Uh, all I think about, when she not around
If I get to see her, I'm gon' take her down
Pull your tights down, throw 'em on the couch
Like **** say, put it in your mouth (Mouth)
Take your top off, ain't nobody 'round (Hey)
Run around butt naked, this my house
All these thoughts on my mind, I gotta get 'em out (Oh)
Tryin' but I can't figure how
Remember in high school, I used to skip class just to sex you
Homeroom was the only place I could call you
Now it's like every time I call, never get through
All that bullshit that we been through
Damn, I miss you, it's like you kick a nigga out
Moved on to the next one
I hope maybe we could work it out (Ayy)
Damn, I be wishin' (Ayy) you was here right now
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Oh-oh, yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, oh, shawty)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on (Yeah)
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah, get), and I'ma let you take it off (Oh-oh)
Tonight is your night (Yeah, oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Kissing on your body, laying on top of me (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
From the bed to the ground, I'ma go down (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Doing my thing, tell me when to stop
Girl, I wanna see, what you all about
Sweating like a sauna, put that dick on ya all night
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
While I got my energy up all in the club with the lights down low
And I got you tipsy and you're all up on me, pulling on my clothes
I ain't finished my drink but I want some more
Girl, get your purse, let me grab my coat
Got my keys so now we can roll back to the crib
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Oh, yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, shawty, hey)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah, oh), and I'ma let you take it off
Tonight is your night (Oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down
K-K-K-K-K-Mac
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Lil' mama whatcha doing, what's up-up-up? (Oh, yeah)
'Cause I ain't gotta work this weekend, let's get up-up-up (Oh-woah)
And I just wanna dance, and play a little bit
And baby, I'm the man, and shawty, you the shit
Think about it, we can do something nasty
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
While I got my energy up all in the club with the lights down low
And I got you tipsy and you're all up on me, pulling on my clothes
I ain't finished my drink but I want some more
Girl, get your purse, let me grab my coat
Got my keys so now we can roll back to the crib
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, shawty)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah), and I'ma let you take it off
Tonight is your night (Oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down
[Verse 2: Tyga, Chris Brown & Both]
Uh, all I think about, when she not around
If I get to see her, I'm gon' take her down
Pull your tights down, throw 'em on the couch
Like **** say, put it in your mouth (Mouth)
Take your top off, ain't nobody 'round (Hey)
Run around butt naked, this my house
All these thoughts on my mind, I gotta get 'em out (Oh)
Tryin' but I can't figure how
Remember in high school, I used to skip class just to sex you
Homeroom was the only place I could call you
Now it's like every time I call, never get through
All that bullshit that we been through
Damn, I miss you, it's like you kick a nigga out
Moved on to the next one
I hope maybe we could work it out (Ayy)
Damn, I be wishin' (Ayy) you was here right now
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Oh-oh, yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, oh, shawty)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on (Yeah)
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah, get), and I'ma let you take it off (Oh-oh)
Tonight is your night (Yeah, oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Kissing on your body, laying on top of me (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
From the bed to the ground, I'ma go down (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
Doing my thing, tell me when to stop
Girl, I wanna see, what you all about
Sweating like a sauna, put that dick on ya all night
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
While I got my energy up all in the club with the lights down low
And I got you tipsy and you're all up on me, pulling on my clothes
I ain't finished my drink but I want some more
Girl, get your purse, let me grab my coat
Got my keys so now we can roll back to the crib
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I wanna make love to my baby (Oh, yeah)
Do it all day (Yeah, yeah), and we can do it all night long (Oh, shawty, hey)
I'm gonna make love to my baby (Yeah)
Have it your way (Yeah, yeah), but I like it with the lights on
I'ma make love to my baby (Yeah)
Girl, get on top of me (Yeah, yeah, oh), and I'ma let you take it off
Tonight is your night (Oh-whoa)
Baby, so I'ma love you down