Teach U A Lesson - Drake/Robin Thicke

Lyrics by：Drake

Composed by：Drake

Me and you so crucial baby

And that champagne so fuchsia baby

I do things that you ain't use to baby

And take you back home to St Lucia baby

When raindrops hit the tan roof it's crazy

That's a metaphor did I lose ya baby

When you are wet and covered in sweat

I'll wipe ya a*s down like Boosie baby

I love all my feedback

Tell me to give it to ya if you need that

Touch right there whatever the speeds at

If it's over fast then I promise you will relapse

Forget what you guess that

I'm on and who is in your past

I'm refreshing and grown

Just charge that cell that I message you on

And if you let's us girl I'mma bring the dressing along

You hear that professional tone

Half of that's ice and the rest is Patron

Show up on time for the class I'm teaching

'Cause guaranteed I'mma bring a lesson along

And you just gotta bring the breastes along

Instead of holding out wondering what it coulda been

I confess this address to you

And I'm the post man looking

For a slot I can put it in

With no New York number mom still upstairs

I'm two floors under but my room's sound proof

You so tempted to satisfy your urge

So you don't wonder

Yeah

I know I told you before

I'll grab that for ya like holding a door

'Cause mine's it Polo and yours is Vickie

And they just spread all over the floor like

You smell so good

You feel so warm

Just like I knew you would

Can't let you go

Can't let you go

I can't let you go

You were late to school

I'm gonna have to see you after class

You've been a bad girl

Someone's gonna have to teach you a lesson

You've been a bad girl

Someone's gonna have to straighten you right up

You've been a bad girl

Someone's gonna have to teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Someone's gonna have to teach you

Teach you

Teach you

You can call me professor

But baby you broke the rules

You won't get the grade you want

Unless you stay after school

You work it off work it off

Baby I can give you extra credit extra credit

But there's something else

Girl can I frisk you

Search your body for

You look so guilty to me

If I make you nervous

It's 'cause you're hidin' WMD's

And I'm gonna sentence you

Baby you can do your time on me

I can't let you go

I can't let you go

You were late to school

I'm gonna have to see you after class

You've been a bad girl

Someone's gonna have to teach you a lesson

You've been a bad girl

Someone's gonna have to straighten you right up

You've been a bad girl bad girl

Someone's gonna have to teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Teach you

Just for the moment

For tonight

Can I make you mine

Is it me is it mine

Can I love you all my life