Talk Dirty - Jason Derulo, 2 Chainz

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 their language

But your booty don't need explaining

All I really need to understand is

When you—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 inglés

Our conversations ain't long

But you know what is

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 their language

But your booty don't need explaining

All I really need to understand is

When you—you talk dirty to me

Talk dirty to me

Talk dirty to me

Talk dirty to me

Uno, met your friend in Rio

Dos, she was all on me-oh

Tres, we can ménage à three though

Quatro, ooh (2 Chainz!)

Dos Cadenas, close to genius

Sold out arenas, you can suck my penis

Gilbert Arenas, guns on deck

Chest to chest, tongue on neck

International oral sex

Every picture I take, I pose a threat

Bought a jet, what do you expect?

Her pussy's so good I bought her a pet

Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it

Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it

Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

Been around the world, don't speak their language

But your booty don't need explaining

All I really need to understand is

When you—you talk dirty to me

Talk dirty to me (you you you)

Talk dirty to me (yeah yeah)

Talk dirty to me (talk to me)

Talk dirty to me (oh yeah)

Get jazzy on it

What?

I don't understand!