Manhattan Pussy

[Verse]
They call me Super America not 'cause of the US
But because the Ferrari's the symbol how I do this
Who rock grooves and makes moves with all the bitches?
Always in the mirror, lookin' flyer than the pigeon
Shit on niggas pimpin', my style is very Saks Fifth Ave tailor fitted
For all you fashion critics, well anyway
My limp is like a pimp with a cane
I'm vibrant, baby, I don't always act my age
If I'm talkin' to you then it's more than a phase
It's sorta like the stage, before we get it poppin' in the purple rain
No I did not say the purple Range
You know like Prince, the Purple Rain
If I take you to the club
Don't drink up all my liquor if you ain't willin' to fuck
Diamonds on my chain and they shine like a rainbow
Nice white tee, yeah I call it my Anglo—
Saxon the actions louder than the words
I know you ain't hood 'cause I bagged you in the 'burbs
I know you wanna take your sweet time, but baby, let me style Where you're mine, I wanna make your body all mine like

[Chorus]
(Oh, oh) I love it when you touch me
(Oh, oh) I love it when you rush me
(Oh) I love it when you touch me
(Oh) I love it when you rush me
(Oh, oh) Ah-hah, I make your body say
(Oh, oh) Ah-hah, I make your body say
(Oh) Ah-hah, I make your body say
(Oh) Ah-hah, and all the ladies say

[Interlude]
(Oh) Say (Oh)
Say (Oh, I love it when you touch me)
Say (Oh), say (Oh)
Say (Oh, I love it when you rush me) ah-hah
(Oh) Oh (Oh), oh
(Oh) Oh (I love it when you touch me)
(Oh) Oh (Oh), oh
(Oh) Oh (I love it when you rush me)

[Outro]
Baby, thinkin' of you is drivin' me crazy (Baby, what?) (Okay)
I can't wait to hold you (Uh-huh), just the thought of (Right)
You lyin' next to me (Uh-huh)
It's got me wantin' to (Do what?)
Sexy little things to you (Okay)
Can't get it out my mind (Uh-huh)
And I don't want you to go nowhere
Well, I'm only here for a limited time
You know I got shit to do, but I'll be around