Control Myself

No me puede controlar
Aquí llegó
El señor LL Cool J
Y Kid Story
Ya tú sabe'

The club was far from empty
It was crowded at the entry
I slide right through like how I do
This girl began to tempt me
She said her name's Shaeeda
I could tell her momma feed her
When you're tight and fit
Them jeans don't fit
I'm L, nice to meet ya
I could feel my body yearning
This room just started turning
Didn't want to go out on the floor
But this girl was so determined
My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweating just a little
On the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggled
She said

You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
And to hold myself back from
Jumping on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

Temptation is a mother
Yeah, we lust for one another
We barely know each other
Yeah, we're waddling like we're lovers
The air is full of passion
The strobe lights are flashing
The hustlers throw cash in
The bartender keeps splashing
Her moves were so erotic
Her gaze was so hypnotic
I bet this girl would stop it
But she continued to pop it
You know I know you like it
Let me hit you on your psychic
'Cause the afterparty is at my body
Meet me, you're invited
She said

You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
And to hold myself back from
Jumping on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

She licked off her lip gloss
Her hips tossed back and forth
Side to side and up and down
She touched the ground
It turned me out
I'm battling desire
Lord, help me douse this fire
This internal inferno
Hotter than a shot of Cuervo
Her top was short and purple
Belly dancing in a circle
When I feel like this
I can't resist
Stop it, don't make me hurt you
She said

You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make me leave my man
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
It's hard for me to control myself
And to hold myself back from
Jumping on ya like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

Z-z-z-z-z, z-z-z, z-z-z-z-z-z-z
Z-z-z, z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z
Z-z-z-z-z, z-z-z, z-z-z-z-z-z-z
Z-z-z, z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z
Uh, yeah, I need everybody to report to the dance floor
Right now
Woo, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it