Fun Fact Songtext

Who that? That's just my ex tryna get back, yeah
Rollin' stone, I'm movin' on, never look back, yeah
Now tell the truth, baby, and don't ask (Nah)
Only 5th I plead is when I'm runnin' through Saks (Woo)
I can give you the world don't even stress
Van Nuys quarter to 2-5, the jet

I can't control this feelin', baby
I need some sexual healin', baby, I, I
You should be right here with a nigga, babe (Woo)
We should be discoverin' love underneath the sheets
Need some sexual healin', baby, I, I (It's the biggest)
You should be right here with a nigga, babe
(Livin', that's my new shit, livin', livin')

Kitchen sex on the counter, makin' love to my album
Tweakin' 'cause I'm so freaky, fuckin' you every hour
As I'm tossin' your salad, I got multiple talents
Dallas, London and Paris, then make love to a ballad
On the beach in Bahamas, if we speak, let's be honest Got me roamin' the streets like I'm Meek on Katanas
Run the league like Giannis, never speak to Your Honor
I'm keepin' my promise, I'm the King of Wakanda
Just watch what I say, I can't speak on no Drama
Just lay on your back, just to kiss on your stomach
Bring a few friends, get you a bonus
Ice out your wrist, time to get a new Rollie
Dan Marino of mine, guess who callin' the plays
Put your team on a yacht, now they all in a maze
You all that I got, that's all I'ma say
If I write you a check, I could call it a day

I can't control this feelin', baby
I need some sexual healin', baby, I, I
You should be right here with a nigga, babe
We should be discoverin' love underneath the sheets
Need some sexual healin', baby, I
You should be right here with a nigga, babe
Yeah