Things You Can’t Do

Make it make it make it hot

Yeah, ya know something?
Ladies always saying, "I'm too old for you"
"You're too young for me"
But cha know something?
Age, it really shouldn't matter
As long as I know how to do it right
You know what I'm sayin'?
Hey man, kick the verse said I got a story

She came in town on business
(And I was just hanging 'round)
At first I never expected
(Something that might go down)
But still I must admit I was checking
(Checking out the way she smiled)
Next thing I knew, I was stepping to her
She tried to play it like
She runned out an affair

(I don't wanna hear about)
Things you can't do
(Cuz you can really do it if you) wanted to

(And I don't want you to tell me)
Tell me what you won't do
(Baby, just do what you feeling)
(How to do it too)

I approached her in a conversation
(I just had to talk)
She told me that she used to be engaged
(But she called it off)
Then the question came
(Why can't girls today tell me your age)
Girl it doesn't really matter
Let's just get together whoa oh yeah

(I don't wanna hear about)
Things you can't do
(Cuz you can really do it if you) wanted to

(And I don't want you to tell me)
Tell me what you won't do
(Baby, just do what you feeling)
(How to do it too)

I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha
Luckey ain't had a hit in a very long time
Can I, can I, can I, can I
(Go creep with you tonight) kiss your
(Kiss your body tonight) touch you
(Touch you tonight, hold you tonight) baby I
(I don't wanna hear about)
Things you can't do
(Cuz you can really do it if you) wanted to

(I don't wanna hear about)
Things you can't do
(Cuz you can really do it if you) wanted to

(And I don't want you to tell me)
Tell me what you won't do
(Baby, just do what you feeling)
(How to do it too)

(I don't wanna hear about)
Things you can't do
(Cuz you can really do it if you) wanted to

I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha
I could be the nigga to get witcha
Be the one to hitcha

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