(Oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, yeah)

Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right
You can do it, baby, do it tonight
You can take me to your crib, you can ride it all ni-
You can do it, baby, do it to (do it to)

Take me to your crib and we can party all night (take me to your crib and we can)
Let's do it, baby (let's do it)
Let's do it tonight (let's do it)
Take me to your crib and we can party all night (take me to your crib and we can)
Let's do it, baby (let's do it)
Let's do it tonight

And I ain't know why I fuck with you
Gonna end up fallin' in love with you
It's the type of shit you expose me to
Then I pulled up side by side in my Mercedes coupe
Ain't nobody got you like I got you
We move higher and higher, you see what really matters
Ain't nobody got you like I got you
I been touchin' a bag and climbin' the ladder

Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right
You can do it, baby, do it tonight
You can take me to your crib, you can ride it all ni- (night)
You can do it, baby, do it to (do it to)

Take me to your crib and we can party all night (take me to your crib and we can)
Let's do it, baby (let's do it)
Let's do it tonight (let's do it)
Take me to your crib and we can party all night (take me to your crib and we can)
Let's do it, baby (let's do it)
Let's do it tonight

Shawty once sat in my lap and said, "Your heart is just to steal" (yeah)
Shawty went and heard my voice and now she started catchin' feels
She wipe down the pole to get her grip and clap her heels (yeah)
I can't see my feet, paint the room with dollar bills
So what's there to do?
I'm in a mood
Don't stop vibin' (yeah, yeah), keep it cool
Made you revenue
Baby, what's the move? (What's your move?)
Don't give up on your purpose
In the strip club, but you're still workin'
Feel like you're runnin' in circles, I know what your worth is

Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right
You can do it, baby, do it tonight
You can take me to your crib, you can ride it all ni-
You can do it, baby, do it to (do it to)

And I ain't know why I fuck with you
Gonna end up fallin' in love with you
It's the type of shit you expose me to
Then I pulled up side by side in my Mercedes coupe
Ain't nobody got you like I got you
We move higher and higher, you see what really matters
Ain't nobody got you like I got you
I been touchin' a bag and climbin' the ladder

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Caleb Zackery Toliver, Harold Lee Clayton, Jahaan Akil Sweet, Louis Russell Bell, Malcom Perry, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Sigidi Bashir Abdullah, William Walsh