Control Freaky Songtext
von Tereza Kerndlová
Control Freaky Songtext
Can I speak, you freak
Don′t tell me, I'm weak
Dou you thing I′m dumb
Well here's the 411
What I feel or thing
What I eat and drink
Who I text or call
Ain't up to you and all
Why you thing you own all of me, this slavery ain′t for me
Every time I′m out with a friend, you drilling gets so intense
And when you're wathing TV, you can′t just watch without me
And when we fly out the nest, you pick my highest cut dress
You're so control freaky
It′s getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
When I speak, you freak
Like you strong a leak
What I talk ain′t smack
But you ain't gettin' that
I′m not yours to boss
I′m not yours to floss
Where I go's my bizz
So you can′t handle this
And when we're out at the club, you don′t want me dancin' much
And when we′re back at the crip, you take what you never give
And when I'm checkin' the net, you check whatever I get
And then when we hit the sheets, you really ain′t about me
You′re so control freaky
It's getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You′re so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
Freaky how we gotta do it your way every day
Freaky how you gotta hear me holla when I don't wanna
Freaky how you roll play, always tell me what you say,, Don′t stop, never stop, love me 'till the last drop"
You′re so control freaky
It's getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
You′re so control freaky
It′s getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
Don′t tell me, I'm weak
Dou you thing I′m dumb
Well here's the 411
What I feel or thing
What I eat and drink
Who I text or call
Ain't up to you and all
Why you thing you own all of me, this slavery ain′t for me
Every time I′m out with a friend, you drilling gets so intense
And when you're wathing TV, you can′t just watch without me
And when we fly out the nest, you pick my highest cut dress
You're so control freaky
It′s getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
When I speak, you freak
Like you strong a leak
What I talk ain′t smack
But you ain't gettin' that
I′m not yours to boss
I′m not yours to floss
Where I go's my bizz
So you can′t handle this
And when we're out at the club, you don′t want me dancin' much
And when we′re back at the crip, you take what you never give
And when I'm checkin' the net, you check whatever I get
And then when we hit the sheets, you really ain′t about me
You′re so control freaky
It's getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You′re so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
Freaky how we gotta do it your way every day
Freaky how you gotta hear me holla when I don't wanna
Freaky how you roll play, always tell me what you say,, Don′t stop, never stop, love me 'till the last drop"
You′re so control freaky
It's getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
You′re so control freaky
It′s getting old baby
You tell me where to be
You tell me how to play
You're so control freaky
You make me it hart on me
When you make love to me
We only play your way
Control fer-eaky, fer-uh fer-uh fer-eaky...
Writer(s): Johnny Elkins, Gordon Pogoda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com