Three - Rico Love

Don’t wanna brag 'bout what I do

Or all of the ways that I please you

Won’t tell my friends I put it down

I’m sure they’ll figure it out after a while

One bottle, four hands, two bodies and three orgasms

Two for you, one for me, it’s all I need

(One bottle, four hands, two bodies) Three orgasms

Numbers don’t lie (Three of 'em)

(One bottle, four hands) Two for you, one for me

Yeah, hope you’re impressed with all my efforts

Not a single part of you will be neglected

Applying the perfect amount of pressure

Most niggas got them lectures, whole lotta words

I don’t say shit, I just play the records and I study yo' curves

Study real hard, tryna make good grades

But it ain’t crazy that givin' you the D is the only way to make a straight A?

Wait for it, your body got a nigga screwed

You see the way I’m at your face?

Got me showin' up at your place

I just hope that you think about me (when you masturbate)

I don’t got a bunch of rap for you, nah mean?

I don’t got a whole spill, whole lotta shit to talk about

I’m just sayin' try a nigga, come through, you know where I be at

Heh,

Got a bottle of whatever you want

The turn up is real, it’s love

You know what I do, turn the lights on