"Dirty Martini" lyrics

I said somebody strike a match
Hit the smoke signal
And that body contrast moving in slow mo
I'm trynna get you home for a private show, mmm
(Oh no)

Might have to slow this thing down
Don't wanna hurt myself
Cause this woman so good
She might be bad for my health
I don't do the chitter chatter
No kiss and tell
I'm trynna get you all to myself, good god

Baby you fit the description
And I just can't pay attention
You give my heart a cardiac
I might arrest ya ass
I'm gonna get you in the bag no lie
You's a bad mothafucka (Yeah yeah)
You's a bad mothafucka (Yeah yeah)
You give my heart a cardiac
I might arrest ya ass
I'm gonna get you in the bag, no lie

She's the type of woman have you drunk on a kiss
Then have you coming back for more for what's between them hips
Call her dirty martini, gotta sip her slow, mmm
(Oh no)

Might have to slow this thing down
Don't want to hurt myself
Cause this woman so good
She might be bad for my health
I don't do the chitter chatter
No kiss and tell
I'm trynna get you all to myself, good god

Baby you fit the description
And I just can't pay attention
You give my heart a cardiac
I might arrest ya ass
I'm gonna get you in the bag
You's a bad mothafucka (Yeah yeah)
You's a bad mothafucka (Yeah yeah)
You give my heart a cardiac
I might arrest ya ass
I'm gonna get you in the bag, good god, yeah

Gonna get you in the bag
Oh yeah baby
Oh yeah baby
Come my way yeah
Everybody put your hands together, one time
Oh yeah baby
Oh yeah baby
Yeah...

She's a dirty martini, yeah yeah
Dirty martini, yeah yeah
Dirty martini, martini, yeah yeah