(Don't fuck me, Don't fuck with me...)
(Travis): Saturday , Home Said you're room needs a fresh coat your colour, Blue or White Whatever it is, gotta set the right Got my hardware, put in work Old hat, Old jeans, No I know it, it's all on the floooor
'Cause I wanna do you in the paint, Ah Wanna make to you in the place, Ah Ah around in the mess we made Brushing and stroking, the best sex we Now I'm putting it in hair, And you're it on everywhere I wanna do you in the paint, Uh Ooh Girl don't be shy, I know you 'Cause I wanna, Ah
[Justin: You for an artist, Call me Van Gogh Now like the touch of colour to my blank walls Now your Ex trippin' like "Girl, your damn calls" Tell him you got a new Bond, 'Cause we in it the sky falls down Under white sheets like it's time, Lingerie on, It's like you're tellin' me it's dinner Already acting like it's all business but you down to Paralegals asking me to fuck you like you Rachel Woah, let me take a back, adore it, in the moment What you a talent No paint or pallet can recreate you But I don't painting us two W'sup, it]
(Jojo): Saturday, I know Why the f*** you still wearing all of clothes room, the purple walls Got a secret for you my overalls 'Bout to give, you a Show you baby, I how to work a paint brush You're a canvas, So I'm a my naaaame, Yeah, eh, yeah
I just wanna do you in the paint, Ah Wanna love to you in the place, Ah Ah Rolling around in the mess we and stroking, the best sex we made Now I'm putting it in hair, And you're it on everywhere I wanna do you in the paint, Uh Ooh Boy don't be shy, I you aint (Travis):'Cause I wanna, Ah
(So try and fuck me about... I wanted to paint your house)
[Neal: You it, Colour all the way down to your toes right? Red lips killa, call you Monroe Lotus flower bomb, but you're something like a rose top model, when you striking up a pose Damn, you a keeper (Word) And I even care, If you get paint all up on my sneakers (Word) We got that straight bumpin' through the speakers (Word) you don't want the neighbours to hear us Girl we can paint the right, No and Clyde, With, four of wine, Still keep my eyes on the I've thinkin' 'bout forever, Wait, that's a lie, more like Let me show instead of front that I'm your So w'sup, on]
[Justin & Neal: Paint brush, get and lay ups Trying to get a taste of, you, make you say (Ahh shit) Spend time, chase it with that dinner Parking ticket fine, by the end I'ma you say (Ahh shit) Come through, hit me that one, two I'm someone you can run to, to get, I'll make you say (Ahh shit) Toastin', that be provokin' That I get lost in, I'll hit it the morning]
(Travis & Jojo): 'Cause I just do you in the paint, Ah Wanna love to you in the place, Ah Ah Rolling in the mess we made Brushing and stroking, the sex we made Now I'm it in your hair, And you're it on everywhere I wanna do you in the paint, Uh Ooh Girl be shy, I know you aint 'Cause I wanna, Ah
Hey, Yeah, Ey, Hoo, Woah, Ooo, Uh Na, Na, Na, Ahh Oohh.. Yeah.. Ho