paroles de chanson Bring It To The Room - Roy Woods

Oh, oh-oh, oh

Bring it to the room, baby
Don't hold back in here (back in here)
I got the room filled with ones (ones)
Hope that you can keep track in here (here)

Put your love on me
Dress down, waist down (waist down)
Put your love down on me
Dress down, waist down (oh-oh)

It's not a Xan or a Perc, it's a (mm)
Another sum, sum that I got here
What am I doing witcha? (What am I doing?)
With a body like that, girl, it's all clear

You walking around like you own shit
And girl, rightfully so that's why your chosen
You keep them hoes on they toes with all that motion
But for me, baby, slow it down
Slow it (down)

Gosh, baby, once you get me, don't stop (don't stop)
You turn me up, you get me so live
I can't go home right now

Don't fold on me, I need you
I want you, no one else (ah-ah)
I want you, no one else (ah-ah)
Baby, throw it back make a mess
Got cash to the left
Tryna throw 'til there's nothing left (ah-ah)

Bring it to the room, baby
Don't hold back in here
I got the room filled with ones
Hope that you can keep track in here

Put your love on me
Dress down, waist down
Put your love down on me
Dress down, waist down (oh)