(Derulo)
It's too hard to sleep
I got the sheets on the floor, nothing on me
And I can't take it no more, it's a hundred degrees
I got one foot out the door, where are my keys?
'Cause I gotta leave, yeah
In the back of the cab
I tipped the driver 'head of time, get me there fast
I got your body on my mind, I want it bad
Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high
So high
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Just to get up next to you
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh yeah)
You open the door
Wearing nothing but a smile, fell to the floor
And you whisper in my ear, "Baby, I'm yours"
Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high, so high
So high
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (yeah)
Just to get up next to you
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Just the thought of you
Gets me so high, so high
Ooh, just the thought of you
Gets me so high, so high
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
Girl, you're the one I want to want me
And if you want me, girl, you got me
There's nothing I, no, I wouldn't do (I wouldn't do)
Just to get up next to you
I would do anything
Just to get up next to you
Anything and everything
Just to get up next to you (baby)
Just to get up next to you (oh)
Get up, get up
Jason Derulo - Everything Is 4 Album Lyrics
Jason Derulo - Everything Is 4 Lyrics
Writer: Jason Desrouleaux, Lindy Robbins, Samuel Denison Martin, Ian Eric Kirkpatrick, Mitch Allan
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cheyenne
I'm a little unsure how it got so complicated
If I let go I know, I'll regret it
Every heart that I held before
I was sure to break it
I don't know what she did, but
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne
Got the table set for two
Guess you couldn't make it
Thought I kissed your lips again
I was dreaming
I still believe that night we shared was something sacred
I try to clear my head, but
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne
If I let go I know, I'll regret it
Every heart that I held before
I was sure to break it
I don't know what she did, but
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne
Got the table set for two
Guess you couldn't make it
Thought I kissed your lips again
I was dreaming
I still believe that night we shared was something sacred
I try to clear my head, but
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
I just can't stop thinking 'bout you every day
No, I can't stop now
Look what we started, baby
You're not what I expected
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
Look what we started, baby
Used to look for exes
Cause all I ever wanted was some fun
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
I never meant to fall in love
I never meant to fall in lo-ove
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne, Cheyenne
Cheyenne
Writer: IAN KIRKPATRICK, SAMUEL MARTIN, LINDY ROBBINS, JASON GREGORY EVIGAN, MARCUS DURAND LOMAX, JORDAN KENDALL JOHNSON, STEFAN JOHNSON, JASON DESROULEAUX
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Get Ugly
Girl, ladies, let your hurr down
Let your hurr down
We's about to get down
Oh my, oh my, oh my god
This girl straight and this girl not
Tipsy off that peach Ciroc
Like la la la
Ching-a-lang-lang, ching-a-ling-a-lang-lang
Jeans so tight I could see loose change
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Get ugly
Yeah, get ugly, baby
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Bruh, I can't, I can't even lie
I'm about to be that guy
Someone else gon' have to try me
La la la
Bang-a-rang-rang, bang-a-ring-a-rang-rang
Bass in the trunk, vibrate that thang
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Get ugly
Get ugly, baby, woo hoo
And everybody say la la la
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Ay, Ricky
This beat give me that ugly face, man
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Light them up then pass that, pass that
La la la
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Get ugly
You know what I'm talking about
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Let your hurr down
We's about to get down
Oh my, oh my, oh my god
This girl straight and this girl not
Tipsy off that peach Ciroc
Like la la la
Ching-a-lang-lang, ching-a-ling-a-lang-lang
Jeans so tight I could see loose change
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Get ugly
Yeah, get ugly, baby
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Bruh, I can't, I can't even lie
I'm about to be that guy
Someone else gon' have to try me
La la la
Bang-a-rang-rang, bang-a-ring-a-rang-rang
Bass in the trunk, vibrate that thang
Do your thang, thang, girl
Do that thang like la la la
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Get ugly
Get ugly, baby, woo hoo
And everybody say la la la
Get ugly
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Ay, Ricky
This beat give me that ugly face, man
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Tell them pretty faced girls tryna grabs each other
And them undercover freaks who ain't nun' but trouble
Baby, I'mma tell you some' only cause I love ya
People all around the world sexy motherf*ckers
Light them up then pass that, pass that
La la la
Everybody lose control
Let's get ugly, dysfunctional
Get ugly
You know what I'm talking about
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
You're too sexy to me
Sexy to me
So sexy
Damn, that's ugly
Writer: ERIC FREDERIC, JASON DESROULEAUX, JASON EVIGAN, SEAN DOUGLAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Pull Up
I just got a brand new whip in the yard
You can drive it when you want but you gotta keep that top down for me
I'm just tryna push this shit, don't start
Up and down your boulevard, girl I had to pull you over for the jeans
Look at that sexy body
Look at that trunk in the back
I'mma get a lil bit ratchet
Cause I never seen a girl like that
You know I had to skrr, pull up
Pull up, oh yeah, skrr, I had to pull up
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Girl I gotta get that Coupe for two, you'd be amazed what we could do
We can roll these windows down so they all see
Gon' and throw that thing in reverse, look back at it
Throw your hair, no body, look back at it, you gon' make somebody wanna call the police
Look at that sexy body
Look at that trunk in the back
I'mma get a lil bit ratchet
Cause I never seen a girl like that
You know I had to skrr, pull up
I had to pull up, oh yeah, skrr, I had to pull up
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Look at that sexy body
I never seen curves like that when we do it baby
Look at that sexy body
You know that it drives me mad
Skrr, pull up
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, take that thing like a repo
I'mma beat that thing, you my cheat code
When I'm done we gon' knock the f*ck out
I had to pull up, I had to pull up, pull up
Skrr, I had to pull up up, skrr
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
You can drive it when you want but you gotta keep that top down for me
I'm just tryna push this shit, don't start
Up and down your boulevard, girl I had to pull you over for the jeans
Look at that sexy body
Look at that trunk in the back
I'mma get a lil bit ratchet
Cause I never seen a girl like that
You know I had to skrr, pull up
Pull up, oh yeah, skrr, I had to pull up
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Girl I gotta get that Coupe for two, you'd be amazed what we could do
We can roll these windows down so they all see
Gon' and throw that thing in reverse, look back at it
Throw your hair, no body, look back at it, you gon' make somebody wanna call the police
Look at that sexy body
Look at that trunk in the back
I'mma get a lil bit ratchet
Cause I never seen a girl like that
You know I had to skrr, pull up
I had to pull up, oh yeah, skrr, I had to pull up
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Look at that sexy body
I never seen curves like that when we do it baby
Look at that sexy body
You know that it drives me mad
Skrr, pull up
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, take that thing like a repo
I'mma beat that thing, you my cheat code
When I'm done we gon' knock the f*ck out
I had to pull up, I had to pull up, pull up
Skrr, I had to pull up up, skrr
I'mma make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Make you mine bu-bu-baby, make you mine bu-bu-baby
Writer: CHARLIE PUTH, WILLIAM LOBBAN-BEAN, MICHAEL CROOMS, ALEXANDER IZQUIERDO, JASON DESROULEAUX
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Love Like That
Okay, okay it's my birthday, everyone left
Role play, we could stop the role play, everyone left
I'm making love to his girl, but he's still my nigga
No we can't control ourselves when we on that liquor
Can't let the homie in this house cause I'm in love with his girl
What are we doing?
[Hook - Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
We ain't supposed to love like that
(We ain't supposed to love like that)
Why do I feel good doing something so bad?
(We ain't supposed to love like that)
We ain't supposed to love like that
[K. Michelle:]
Okay, it just hit 3:30, he ain't home yet
Okay, I might do some things that I'm gon' regret
He don't treat me right, but he';s still my nigga, some how
We can't control ourselves cause we on that liquor, right now
[K. Michelle:]
Can't let my man in his house cause I'm in love with his boy
What are we doing?
[Hook]
[Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
(No no, I just can't)
Nah, don't stop
(No, I don't wanna stop)
Yeah just like that
(Just go)
[Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
This ain't no shit that can be planned
Some people never find love, maybe we can
(Maybe we can, but I feel so guilty
But living this life without you just might kill me)
Get it how you want it, I be on it, ain't no days off
Kiss it, grab it, turn it, baby, I'ma keep my Jays on
My Jays, my Jays, my Jays, no way
(We ain't supposed to love like that, no way, no way, no way)
Why do I feel so good, doing something so bad?
We ain't supposed to love like that
But we ain't supposed to love like that
We ain't supposed to love like that
We ain't supposed to love like that
Nah we ain't supposed to f*ck like that
We ain't supposed to touch like that
Damn it's too much, too much, might crack
Pressure burst pipes, baby I'ma burst back
I'ma burst back baby, I'ma burst back
We ain't supposed to love like that
Role play, we could stop the role play, everyone left
I'm making love to his girl, but he's still my nigga
No we can't control ourselves when we on that liquor
Can't let the homie in this house cause I'm in love with his girl
What are we doing?
[Hook - Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
We ain't supposed to love like that
(We ain't supposed to love like that)
Why do I feel good doing something so bad?
(We ain't supposed to love like that)
We ain't supposed to love like that
[K. Michelle:]
Okay, it just hit 3:30, he ain't home yet
Okay, I might do some things that I'm gon' regret
He don't treat me right, but he';s still my nigga, some how
We can't control ourselves cause we on that liquor, right now
[K. Michelle:]
Can't let my man in his house cause I'm in love with his boy
What are we doing?
[Hook]
[Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
(No no, I just can't)
Nah, don't stop
(No, I don't wanna stop)
Yeah just like that
(Just go)
[Jason Derülo (K. Michelle):]
This ain't no shit that can be planned
Some people never find love, maybe we can
(Maybe we can, but I feel so guilty
But living this life without you just might kill me)
Get it how you want it, I be on it, ain't no days off
Kiss it, grab it, turn it, baby, I'ma keep my Jays on
My Jays, my Jays, my Jays, no way
(We ain't supposed to love like that, no way, no way, no way)
Why do I feel so good, doing something so bad?
We ain't supposed to love like that
But we ain't supposed to love like that
We ain't supposed to love like that
We ain't supposed to love like that
Nah we ain't supposed to f*ck like that
We ain't supposed to touch like that
Damn it's too much, too much, might crack
Pressure burst pipes, baby I'ma burst back
I'ma burst back baby, I'ma burst back
We ain't supposed to love like that
Writer: Arin Ray, Ben Shapiro, Christian Ward, Floyd Bentley, Jason Desrouleaux, Lyrica Anderson, Michael Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Painkiller
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
M Train, Jason Derulo, true
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
I thought my heart might break cause slowly this kills
Not everyone needs space (oh no)
You were the doctor gave, I swallowed the pill
I never loved this way (oh no)
[Pre-Chorus - Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
You pick me up and give me higher
You fill my cup with desire
[Chorus - Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
Baby I'm back now feeling how I used to feel
You got me back now, stick around, this is for reals
You put it do-do-do-down, my painkiller
You put it do-do-do-down, my painkiller
Baby I'm back now feeling how I used to feel
You got me back now, stick around, this is for reals
You put it down
You put it down
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
I had to turn the page to get here to you
Love how you numb my pain (oh yeah)
But all the nurses saved me, where is the juice?
What makes you go insane (oh yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
Check this out, I'm 'bout to kiss it, make it better, kiss and make it better babe
Kiss and make it better, kiss and make it better babe
I'mma kiss it, make it better, kiss and make it better babe
Kiss and make it better, kiss and make it better babe
You the best [repeat]
[Chorus]
M Train, Jason Derulo, true
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
I thought my heart might break cause slowly this kills
Not everyone needs space (oh no)
You were the doctor gave, I swallowed the pill
I never loved this way (oh no)
[Pre-Chorus - Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
You pick me up and give me higher
You fill my cup with desire
[Chorus - Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
Baby I'm back now feeling how I used to feel
You got me back now, stick around, this is for reals
You put it do-do-do-down, my painkiller
You put it do-do-do-down, my painkiller
Baby I'm back now feeling how I used to feel
You got me back now, stick around, this is for reals
You put it down
You put it down
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
I had to turn the page to get here to you
Love how you numb my pain (oh yeah)
But all the nurses saved me, where is the juice?
What makes you go insane (oh yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Jason Derulo & Meghan Trainor:]
Check this out, I'm 'bout to kiss it, make it better, kiss and make it better babe
Kiss and make it better, kiss and make it better babe
I'mma kiss it, make it better, kiss and make it better babe
Kiss and make it better, kiss and make it better babe
You the best [repeat]
[Chorus]
Writer: JASON JOEL DESROULEAUX, ROSS GOLAN, MEGHAN ELIZABETH TRAINOR, JOHAN JENS ERIK CARLSSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Broke
Mo' money, mo'-mo' money
Mo' money, mo' problem
Oh yeah
If I was flipping burgers on the night shift, would you choose me?
Would you let me take you home if I drove a hooptie?
Cause every time I see you, I be screamin' "Hallelujah"
But you're all about the Benjamins, I see right through ya
I'm still gonna get stoned
So you could go ahead and break your bones
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke
And all my people say, whoo
And all my people say, whoo
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
You just want one thing
My love ain't enough
I was so busy tryna make this shit last
That I didn't notice she was kissing my cash
Cause every time I see you, I be screamin' "Hallelujah"
But you're all about the Benjamins, I see right through ya
I'm still gonna get stoned
So you could go ahead and break your bones
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke
And all my people say, whoo
And all my people say, whoo
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Whatcha gonna do when you're out of favors?
Are you gonna chase this paper?
Whatcha gonna do when the good Lord age ya?
Are you gonna chase this paper?
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Stevie ready for 'em!
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Mo' money, mo'-mo' money
Mo' money, mo' problems, baby
Mo' money, mo'-mo' money
Mo' money, mo' problem
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
(Static)
Ah, mmm, gotta get this damn TV fixed...
Mo' money, mo' problem
Oh yeah
If I was flipping burgers on the night shift, would you choose me?
Would you let me take you home if I drove a hooptie?
Cause every time I see you, I be screamin' "Hallelujah"
But you're all about the Benjamins, I see right through ya
I'm still gonna get stoned
So you could go ahead and break your bones
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke
And all my people say, whoo
And all my people say, whoo
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
You just want one thing
My love ain't enough
I was so busy tryna make this shit last
That I didn't notice she was kissing my cash
Cause every time I see you, I be screamin' "Hallelujah"
But you're all about the Benjamins, I see right through ya
I'm still gonna get stoned
So you could go ahead and break your bones
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems, so I'd rather be broke
And all my people say, whoo
And all my people say, whoo
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Whatcha gonna do when you're out of favors?
Are you gonna chase this paper?
Whatcha gonna do when the good Lord age ya?
Are you gonna chase this paper?
Cause all I've ever been told
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Stevie ready for 'em!
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
Mo' money, mo'-mo' money
Mo' money, mo' problems, baby
Mo' money, mo'-mo' money
Mo' money, mo' problem
Mo' money, mo' problems
So I'd rather be broke
(Static)
Ah, mmm, gotta get this damn TV fixed...
Writer: CHARLIE PUTH, DAVID BROOK, JASON DESROULEAUX
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Try Me
I like the way that your body moves all over the floor
I'd like to find a way to get lost in you
I wanna talk to you baby
Say what's on your mind
But tell me anything that you wanna do
Ain't we all just looking for some loving tonight
Got a crazy feeling that I think you're just right
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
Baby I got what you need, you gotta try me
Try me
Talk to me
Let's go and find a place and get to know each other more
It's all over your face, I know you like what you see
I'm the one for you baby, but you can take your time
Let the music bring your body to me
Ain't we all just looking for some loving tonight
Got a crazy feeling that I think you're just right
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
Baby I got what you need, you gotta try me
I know
I got what you need, you gotta try me
Bring that body closer
I wanna feel your skin upon mine
Like I don't really know ya
I'm grabbing that ass from behind
That's why the T.Y.
I got chills down my spine
That's why the T.Y.
Girl we might be meant to be
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
I got what you need, you gotta try me
I got what you need, you gotta try me
I'd like to find a way to get lost in you
I wanna talk to you baby
Say what's on your mind
But tell me anything that you wanna do
Ain't we all just looking for some loving tonight
Got a crazy feeling that I think you're just right
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
Baby I got what you need, you gotta try me
Try me
Talk to me
Let's go and find a place and get to know each other more
It's all over your face, I know you like what you see
I'm the one for you baby, but you can take your time
Let the music bring your body to me
Ain't we all just looking for some loving tonight
Got a crazy feeling that I think you're just right
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
Baby I got what you need, you gotta try me
I know
I got what you need, you gotta try me
Bring that body closer
I wanna feel your skin upon mine
Like I don't really know ya
I'm grabbing that ass from behind
That's why the T.Y.
I got chills down my spine
That's why the T.Y.
Girl we might be meant to be
So try me in the morning when the sun comes rising up
Try me, in the afternoon, bet you just can't get enough
Try me, in the evening, satisfaction guaranteed
I got what you need, you gotta try me
I got what you need, you gotta try me
Writer: David Ritz, Jason Desrouleaux, Lindy Robbins, Marvin Gaye, Odell Brown, Shy Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Love Me Down
(Good God)
I don't know if you heard 'bout that global warming and this club is first
We might all get hurt, your body is tsunami mami, put in work
(Good God)
You know I love the fur, you're blessed from beind, I'ma take you to church
(Good God)
Before we leave this Earth, shawty can I get some
[Pre-Chorus:]
Baby we don't know what might happen, but I know you're sexy, sexy
I know you're sexy, sexy
And girl if tonight's our last, I'm spending it with ya sexy, sexy
With ya, sexy, sexy, sex me
[Chorus:]
Would you love me now, if all we had was now
Tell me would you ooh, ooh, ooh, I can make you ooh, ooh, ooh
Girl the world could end, so we should take this chance
Tell me would you ooh, ooh, ooh, I can make you ooh, ooh, ooh
C'mon on lil' mami, let's go
Good God
Girl, while you're all alone
Go on tell your kitty, give a dog a bone
Have you heard
I've Armageddon, it's comin' it's comin', we better...
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
I wanna love like it's the end of the world
I wanna love like it's the end of the world
Don't give a f*ck like the end of the word
[x2]
[Chorus]
So tell me, tell me, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
So tell me, tell me, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
You never know
I don't know if you heard 'bout that global warming and this club is first
We might all get hurt, your body is tsunami mami, put in work
(Good God)
You know I love the fur, you're blessed from beind, I'ma take you to church
(Good God)
Before we leave this Earth, shawty can I get some
[Pre-Chorus:]
Baby we don't know what might happen, but I know you're sexy, sexy
I know you're sexy, sexy
And girl if tonight's our last, I'm spending it with ya sexy, sexy
With ya, sexy, sexy, sex me
[Chorus:]
Would you love me now, if all we had was now
Tell me would you ooh, ooh, ooh, I can make you ooh, ooh, ooh
Girl the world could end, so we should take this chance
Tell me would you ooh, ooh, ooh, I can make you ooh, ooh, ooh
C'mon on lil' mami, let's go
Good God
Girl, while you're all alone
Go on tell your kitty, give a dog a bone
Have you heard
I've Armageddon, it's comin' it's comin', we better...
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
I wanna love like it's the end of the world
I wanna love like it's the end of the world
Don't give a f*ck like the end of the word
[x2]
[Chorus]
So tell me, tell me, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
So tell me, tell me, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
What you gon' do, tell me, tell me baby, what you gon' do
You never know
Writer: JASON JOEL DESROULEAUX, IAN ERIC KIRKPATRICK, TAYLOR MONET PARKS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Trade Hearts
[Jason Derülo (Julia Michaels):]
You say I don't have any time to try and keep you satisfied
I call you crazy all the time
You say I'm so damn difficult, and I save it with "You're beautiful"
You're tired of hearing the same lines
(So I cry, cry, and you don't know why, why)
[Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
[Julia Michaels (Jason Derülo):]
Hey can you teach me cynical? I hope it's not too difficult
Don't tell me I'm incapable
Cause I wanna scream the way you scream
I wanna bleed the way you bleed
But you only get half of me
(So you cry, oh yeah you cry, and I don't know why, baby, why)
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
Cause there's some things I just don't understand
Like how hard a woman loves a man
So I wish I could trade hearts with you, with you
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
Touch me 'til I feel your love all mine
Touch me, love me, now like it's me that's cryin'
Touch me 'til I feel your love all mine
Touch me, love me, now like it's me that's cryin'
Baby I swear that I'm tryin'
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
Cause there's some things I just don't understand
Like how hard a woman loves a man
Oh I wish I could trade hearts with you, with you
You say I don't have any time to try and keep you satisfied
I call you crazy all the time
You say I'm so damn difficult, and I save it with "You're beautiful"
You're tired of hearing the same lines
(So I cry, cry, and you don't know why, why)
[Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
[Julia Michaels (Jason Derülo):]
Hey can you teach me cynical? I hope it's not too difficult
Don't tell me I'm incapable
Cause I wanna scream the way you scream
I wanna bleed the way you bleed
But you only get half of me
(So you cry, oh yeah you cry, and I don't know why, baby, why)
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
Cause there's some things I just don't understand
Like how hard a woman loves a man
So I wish I could trade hearts with you, with you
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
Touch me 'til I feel your love all mine
Touch me, love me, now like it's me that's cryin'
Touch me 'til I feel your love all mine
Touch me, love me, now like it's me that's cryin'
Baby I swear that I'm tryin'
[Julia Michaels & Jason Derülo:]
So I wish I could trade hearts with you
So I can feel the same way you do, you do
Cause there's some things I just don't understand
Like how hard a woman loves a man
Oh I wish I could trade hearts with you, with you
Writer: WARREN FELDER, ANDREW WANSEL, JASON DESROULEAUX, JULIA MICHAELS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
X2CU
Oh yeah, well shit, you bad so ah. Wait 'til my ex see you baby
I've gotta think, gotta think
That man that didn't know what he had (Know what he had)
And I got a thing for that brain
That made you happy making him mad (Making him mad)
Well he dropped a dime
I came up behind and I picked it up, picked it up
That look on his face
When he sees the way that you switched it up, switched it up
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
I wish my ex all the best
But I hope she see my with my new new (With my new new)
We'll be dancing like we're sexing
I'd be lying if I said we ain't got nothing to prove
Well he dropped a dime
I came up behind and I picked it up, picked it up
That look on his face
When he sees the way that you switched it up, switched it up
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
I upgraded, Dolce purses and them clothes, take my credit card and go
Just payback, payback, we'll call it payback, payback
Upgraded, drink champagne like it's too cold, payback can be icy cold
Payback, payback, we'll call it payback, payback
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Slow it down on them
I just want my ex to see, to see you baby, but first
Take me from the bullshit, fly me from the pain
Somewhere between fantasy and my dreams
When I hit the bottom, you changed everything
Better believe that you saved me
Baby your angel wings, fly me somewhere where there is means
Baby your angel wings, girl I just want my ex to see you
I just want my ex to see you, I just want my ex to see you baby
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
I've gotta think, gotta think
That man that didn't know what he had (Know what he had)
And I got a thing for that brain
That made you happy making him mad (Making him mad)
Well he dropped a dime
I came up behind and I picked it up, picked it up
That look on his face
When he sees the way that you switched it up, switched it up
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
I wish my ex all the best
But I hope she see my with my new new (With my new new)
We'll be dancing like we're sexing
I'd be lying if I said we ain't got nothing to prove
Well he dropped a dime
I came up behind and I picked it up, picked it up
That look on his face
When he sees the way that you switched it up, switched it up
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
I upgraded, Dolce purses and them clothes, take my credit card and go
Just payback, payback, we'll call it payback, payback
Upgraded, drink champagne like it's too cold, payback can be icy cold
Payback, payback, we'll call it payback, payback
Your heart was broken back then and I was perfect revenge
You say, I just want my ex to see you
And it was okay with me, but I hope things to see
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, but you sleeping next to me now
You say, I just want my ex to see you
Started as a sexy rebound, now you get the best of me now
I say, I just want my ex to see you
Slow it down on them
I just want my ex to see, to see you baby, but first
Take me from the bullshit, fly me from the pain
Somewhere between fantasy and my dreams
When I hit the bottom, you changed everything
Better believe that you saved me
Baby your angel wings, fly me somewhere where there is means
Baby your angel wings, girl I just want my ex to see you
I just want my ex to see you, I just want my ex to see you baby
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Going back, back, ain't ever gonna go back no no
Writer: JASON JOEL DESROULEAUX, FLOYD NATHANIEL HILLS, SEAN MAXWELL DOUGLAS, MARCELLA CHRISTINA ARAICA, SONNY PAUL ALVES, JOSE MARIA GIANELLI, JAMES JAIDEN ROSTON, CHRISTIAN WARD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Everything Is 4 is the fourth studio album by American singer Jason Derulo. It was released on May 29, 2015, by Beluga Heights Records and Warner Bros. Records. The lead single "Want to Want Me" which reached number one in six countries, was released on March 9, 2015.
The album is a follow-up to Derulo's previous studio album, Tattoos (2013) in the international market and Talk Dirty (2014) in the United States.
Performed By:
Jason DeruloThe album is a follow-up to Derulo's previous studio album, Tattoos (2013) in the international market and Talk Dirty (2014) in the United States.
Genre(s): Pop, dance, R&B
Producer(s): Ian Kirkpatrick, Charlie Puth, Ricky Reed, The Monsters and the Strangerz, Cook Classics, Mr. Collipark, Hitmaka, Foreign Teck, Dreamstate, Johan Carlsson, Matoma, Mag, Pop & Oak, The Starr Island Group, Nathaniel "Danja" Hills, Heston Valley, Sonny Alves
Released: May 29th, 2015
Year: 2015