I'm fascinated by your stare
I'll rip through all your fancy clothes
I wanna shop for your underwear
I wanna do it all so close

Do it do it in my dry cleaner
Do it do it in my dry cleaner

Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy
Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy

Do it
And take it easy on me
Do it
And take it easy on me

Baby, I can make it worth your while
Don't need your telephone number
I'm right here now
I'mma line up like the 4th of July
When I look right through your dress
I want your cherry pie
Come here, but take your time
I know your time is valuable, baby
But so is mine
Don't let it, this chance go by
Baby, I get that you one bad ass chick
But I'm that guy

Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy
Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy

Do it
And take it easy on me
Do it
And take it easy on me

Baby, I ain't never been the type
To dance, but tonight may be the night
I get on it
A few shots of the Patron I lose my mind
And I might lose my balance
'Cause I hit that blunt too many times
Come down, is what I have to tell myself
'Cause when I get in my zone
I can't even see nobody else
I'm standing on furniture
And my outfit's so fly
They telling me I should relax
But I'm like, why?

Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy
Why don't you take it easy on me
Take it easy on me, take it easy

Come on
Do it
And take it easy on me
Do it
And take it easy on me

Take it easy
Take it easy, oh yeah
Take it easy, oh yeah
Come on, come on
Come on, come on

Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Do it
Come on
Do it

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Writer(s): CHRIS GODBEY, JACOB LUTRELL, JEROME HARMON, JOHN MAULTSBY, ROBIN THICKE, TIM CLAYTON, TIMOTHY MOSELY