-L y r i c s- I'm that flight that you get on, international First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable ;) 'Cause I know what the girl them need, New York to Haiti I got lipstick stamps on my passport, You make it hard to leave Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is When you talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Get jazzy on it You know the words to my songs No habla ingles Our conversations ain't long But you know what is I know what the girl them want, London to Taiwan I got lipstick stamps on my passport I think I need a new one Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is When you talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me Uno, met your friend in Rio Dos, she was all on me-o Tres, we can menage a three though Quatro, ooh (2 Chainz!) Dos Cadenas, close to genius Sold out arenas, you can **** my ***** Gilbert Arenas, guns on deck Chest to chest, tongue on neck International oral *** Every picture I take, I pose a threat Bought a jet, what do you expect? Her *****'s so good I bought her a pet Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty" Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty" Been around the world, don't speak the language But your booty don't need explaining All I really need to understand is When you talk dirty to me Talk dirty to me (you you you) Talk dirty to me (yeah yeah) Talk dirty to me (talk to me) Talk dirty to me (oh yeah) Get jazzy on it
Music: @bella42007 stop asking if its me <3 Sorry i had to bleep out a few things for lyrics.
