Selecta (Mixed)

[Intro]
You-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
You-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
You nurture me, ayy
Losing touch with you, ain't nothing worse than that
You would finish my sentence, connect the words for me
Red-eye to Tokyo, I took that personally, you're on
Your selection
Playing them songs for my affection
You don't mind to fuck my intellection
You always keep me inna your selection

[Pre-Drop]
That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta
You-ooh, ooh, you-ooh, ooh
That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta
You-ooh, ooh, you-ooh, ooh
That's my shorty, that's my ride–
(Now my selecta)

[Drop]
I select you
Oh, make me make my imprint on you
I select you
Oh, make me make my imprint on you

[Verse 2]
DJ, pull up thе tune, burn up the room, straight to the moon again
Primadonna, pree mе
Act like a fool and me and you breaking the rules again
Could never see you as just a friend
Would you take your time?
I put the key inside
And put the P in drive
DND replied
But I looked you in your eye
My reminder, my selecta

[Pre-Drop]
You, you (Selecta, selecta)
That's my shorty, that's my rider, my selecta
You, you
That's my shorty, that's my ride–
(Now my selecta)