No Hands (feat. Roscoe Dash & Wale)

Jason Jason Derulo Get jazzy on it

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

'Cause 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

Get jazzy on it

Uno met a friend in Rio

Dos she was all on me, oh

Tres we can menage a three oh

Cuatro, ooh (2 Chainz!)

Dos Cadenas, close to genius

Sold out arenas, you can suck my penis

Get with arenas, guns on deck

Chest to chest, tongue on neck

International oral sex

Every picture I take I pose a threat

Boat or jet, what'd you expect

Her pussy so good I bought her a pet

Anyway, everyday I'm trying to get to it

Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

Anyway, everyday 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 (yeah yeah)

Talk dirty to me (talk to me)

Talk dirty to me

Get jazzy on it

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