(Don't call me by my name)
(I'm ya momma)
Control of you
(When your bad)
Got you thinkin', who's that lady
(Whoa, yeah, yeah)
Control of you
Blooded
(Cold)
Take control
(Gimme ya love, gimme ya love)
'Cause I'm cold
Let me see if you're able
Blooded
When your bad
And you can't keep your eyes off me
That I can make ya hollar
Blooded
'Cause touchin' me's a felony put ya hands up
Yeah, I got an attitude
(Gimme ya love, gimme ya love)
But it ain't that complicated my man
(Blooded)
(Blooded)
Take control
Can you reach my naval
'Cause you know I'm worth the wait
Why's everybody starin' at me
Show me what I paid for
Blooded
Cold
(Cold)
Pull it out, put it on the table, oh
Drop my pencil purposely
(Cold)
'Cause I'm cold
Have you in cuffs like cops and robbers, baby
(Blooded)
That's right
( I like no protection)
Got you thinkin', who's that lady
(That's right)
(Gimme ya love, gimme ya love)
(Drop my pencil)
It's a shame, shame, shame
You get time out
Who's the flyest
(Blooded)
I see ya starin' from across the room
Let's play house
On the wall
(Cold)
(Control)
(I tell you to my baby, baby)
'Cause I'm cold
Boy who does it belong to
Take it out, throw it on the table
Cold
(Worth the wait)
(Cold)
Got you thinkin', who's that lady
But it ain't that complicated my man
You do what I tell you to
(Yeah, yeah)
Who do ya think ya are?
Cold
I'm ya momma
Got you thinkin', who's that lady
(Blooded)
You do what
Blooded
(Don't call me by my name)
Cold
(Money baby)
Of them all
Let's play house
(Blooded)
When your bad
(Blooded)
(Whoa, whoa, yeah)
Cold
(It's me)
(Control)
I'm ya momma
Like a puppet on a string
(Gimme ya love, gimme ya love)
(Sexually harass you)
Boy who does it belong to
Bend down to pick it up
And I bet ya bottom dollar
But it ain't that complicated 'cause I
Mirror, mirror
(Blooded)
Blooded
(Gimme ya love, gimme ya love)
(Cold)
You get time out, freeze
(Of you)
Did you say somethin' smart
Guaranteed to spend your money
I'll sexually harass you
Take it out, lay it on the table
'Cause I like confrontations baby
Blooded
Blooded
(Cold)
(Say what?)
Pull it out, put it on the table
(Pull your pants down)
(I can't handle myself)
(Cold)
I'll sexually harass you
Ya heart'll break, oh
But it ain't that complicated
(You do what)
Yo, what's up Mr.Big Stuff
(I'm so pretty)
I tell you to
(Of you)
Got you wrapped around my finger, baby
