Leave Nothing To The Imagination
Leave Nothing To The Imagination
Get in here and mess with it
You had plans to fly away?
You have to start somewhere
Not staring, just noticing
Movies and naked chill
Your throat can handle it
Just looking out for dad
Parent teacher meeting
Wanna get back at your dad?
We'll teach you hand by hand
I'll try my hardest, boss
Get all up in my face
Spread me like a slice of toast
Step up your game, boy