Talk dirty to me
get jazzy on 'em
I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap, girl
riding comfortable, ha (oh yeah)
'Cause I know what da girl dem need
New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport,
you make it hard to leave
Been around the world,
don't speak the language (uh-huh)
But your booty don't need explaining (uh-huh)
All I really need to understand is (uh-huh)
When you, you talk dirty to me
You talk dirty to me (what?)
Get jazzy on 'em
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Get jazzy on 'em
You know the words to my songs, no habla inglés
Our conversations ain't long
But you know what it is
I know what the girl dem want, London to Taiwan
I got lipstick stamps on my passport,
I think I need a new one
Been around the world,
don't speak the language (uh-huh)
But your booty don't need explaining (uh-huh)
All I really need to understand is (uh-huh)
When you, you talk dirty to me
You talk dirty to me
Get jazzy on 'em
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Get jazzy on 'em