Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, downshift and drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Got a million dollar bakery
'Cause I got a sweet tooth for pastries
Eat too much sugar, make you crazy
But not enough leaves you lazy
So go 'head and drip that caramel on me, yeah
Let me Sundae that Sunday, oh Hallelujah
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
I know that you feelin' freaky
I can feel it in your body, in your body
I can pull up a cappella, when you need me
Or we can do that group shit, I ain't picky
I believe in nothin' but right now
'Cause baby, who knows in another hour
'Cause life is like flowers until you cut it
It starts dyin' on contact, last touches
Never lives forever when it feels perfect
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
She like, "Oh shit, it's The-Dream" (what you mean?)
What I mean is I'm a fan, I'm a fiend
I'm a stan, you the king, you the God, you the heart
You the start of this shit
The reason why niggas existed, oh shit, take a pic
I know you rich as f*ck but I'm sick of this (sick of what?)
The same niggas keep pullin' up
Kill songs but can't f*ck
I said if I ever ran into you
I'd ask you about Nicki
But all I see is a hood nigga
Ain't thinking 'bout you inside me
Used to f*ck to your words
So to see you in person
I don't know if I'm more anxious or nervous
Look, you don't need shit
To you I guess I feel like
Every other R&B nigga worthless
To you
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
The-Dream - Say Something Lyrics
The-Dream - Say Something Lyrics
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Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, downshift and drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Got a million dollar bakery
'Cause I got a sweet tooth for pastries
Eat too much sugar, make you crazy
But not enough leaves you lazy
So go 'head and drip that caramel on me, yeah
Let me Sundae that Sunday, oh Hallelujah
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
I know that you feelin' freaky
I can feel it in your body, in your body
I can pull up a cappella, when you need me
Or we can do that group shit, I ain't picky
I believe in nothin' but right now
'Cause baby, who knows in another hour
'Cause life is like flowers until you cut it
It starts dyin' on contact, last touches
Never lives forever when it feels perfect
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
She like, "Oh shit, it's The-Dream" (what you mean?)
What I mean is I'm a fan, I'm a fiend
I'm a stan, you the king, you the God, you the heart
You the start of this shit
The reason why niggas existed, oh shit, take a pic
I know you rich as f*ck but I'm sick of this (sick of what?)
The same niggas keep pullin' up
Kill songs but can't f*ck
I said if I ever ran into you
I'd ask you about Nicki
But all I see is a hood nigga
Ain't thinking 'bout you inside me
Used to f*ck to your words
So to see you in person
I don't know if I'm more anxious or nervous
Look, you don't need shit
To you I guess I feel like
Every other R&B nigga worthless
To you
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, downshift and drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Got a million dollar bakery
'Cause I got a sweet tooth for pastries
Eat too much sugar, make you crazy
But not enough leaves you lazy
So go 'head and drip that caramel on me, yeah
Let me Sundae that Sunday, oh Hallelujah
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
I know that you feelin' freaky
I can feel it in your body, in your body
I can pull up a cappella, when you need me
Or we can do that group shit, I ain't picky
I believe in nothin' but right now
'Cause baby, who knows in another hour
'Cause life is like flowers until you cut it
It starts dyin' on contact, last touches
Never lives forever when it feels perfect
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
She like, "Oh shit, it's The-Dream" (what you mean?)
What I mean is I'm a fan, I'm a fiend
I'm a stan, you the king, you the God, you the heart
You the start of this shit
The reason why niggas existed, oh shit, take a pic
I know you rich as f*ck but I'm sick of this (sick of what?)
The same niggas keep pullin' up
Kill songs but can't f*ck
I said if I ever ran into you
I'd ask you about Nicki
But all I see is a hood nigga
Ain't thinking 'bout you inside me
Used to f*ck to your words
So to see you in person
I don't know if I'm more anxious or nervous
Look, you don't need shit
To you I guess I feel like
Every other R&B nigga worthless
To you
It's twelve at night in the city
Come and bring that little body
Over to me, yeah
Hit me when you at the gate
And I'll be right there waitin' for your body
Like a sex fiend, yeah
Before we even make it up the steps
I'ma do you in the car
And have you layin' on your back
And you starin' at the stars
Hot and heavy in here
We appear out the double R
Like we been to Mars
That could be us
Just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there, girl, say somethin'
Don't just sit there
Don't leave the car with the engine runnin'
Hop in, drive
Don't just sit there
Don't just sit there
Writer: Terius Youngdell Nash
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.