Riff Off Songtext
von The Barden Bellas
Riff Off Songtext
You're so fine, you blow my mind
Hey, Mickey (Hey, hey)
Hey, Mickey (Hey, hey, hey)
Oh, Mickey, you′re so fine—
You're so fine and you're mine
I′ll be yours ′til the end of time
'Cause you make me feel (Ooh, ahh)
Yeah, you make me feel (Ooh, yeah)
So shiny and new (Yeah, yeah)
Like a virgin (Like a virgin) (Yeah)
Touched for the very first time (Touched you for the first time)
Like the—
Like the one in me
That′s okay
Let's see how you do it
Put up your dukes
Let′s get down to it
Hit me with your best shot (Pa, pa-ra, pa-ra, pa-ra-ra)
Why don't you hit me with your best shot? (Pa, pa-ra, pa-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra)
Hit me with your best shot (Pa, pa-ra, pa-ra, pa-ra-ra)
Fire away
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na
Come on, come on, come on (Pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa)
′Cause I may be bad (Come on, come on)
But I'm perfectly good at it (I like it, like it, c'mon)
Sex in the air (Come on, come on)
I don′t care I love the smell of it (I like it, like it, c′mon)
Sticks and stones may break my bones (Come on, come on)
But chains and whips excite me (I like it, like it, c'mon)
′Cause I may be bad (Come on, come on)
But I'm perfectly good at it (I like it, like it, c′mon)
Sex—
Sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let′s talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex (Alright)
Let's talk about sex (A little bit, a little bit)
Let′s talk about sex, baby
Baby, all through the night
I′ll make love to you (Ooh)
Like you want me too
And I—
And I guess it's just the woman in you
That brings out the man in me (Ooh)
I know I can′t help myself
You're all in the world to me (Pa-pa)
It feels like the first time (Ahh)
It feels like the very first time (Ahh)
It feels like the first time
It′s going down fade to Blackstreet
The homies got at me collab creations bump like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn't catch me, straight up (Oh)
Tell me who could stop when Dre makin′ moves
Attractin' honeys like a magnet
Givin' them eargasms with my mellow accent
Still movin′ this flavour with homies Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers
Shorty get down, good Lord (Oh)
Baby got them open all over town (Oh)
Strictly biz she don′t play around (Oh)
Cover much ground got game by the pound (Oh)
Gettin' paid is her forte (Mmm)
Each and every day, true player way (Mmm)
I can′t get her outta my mind (Oh, wow)
I think about the girl all the time (Oh)
I like the way you work it (Uh-huh)
No diggity, I got to bag it up, baby (Oh, oh, no)
I like the way you work it (Uh-huh)
No diggity, I got to bag it up, baby (Oh, oh, no)
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up, baby
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up (Let's go, let′s go)
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
I like the way you work it (Oh, oh-oh, oh)
No diggity, I got to bag it up, babe
(Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo)
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
We out
Writer(s): Ester Dean, William E. Steinberg, Richard S. Vick Iii, Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Mick Jones, Herby E. Azor, Kenny B. Edmonds, Edward Sydney Schwartz, Tor Erik Hermansen, Lynise Walters, William Stewart, Thomas F. Kelly, Chauncey Andre Hannibal, Bill Withers, Sandy Julien Wilhelm, Michael Donald Chapman, Nicholas Barry Chinn, Edward Theodore Riley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com