I'm tired of telling you, you can't be nagging me all the time, what?
You know, you gotta have freedom woman, what's wrong with you?
Gotta chill out on that
You talk too much
Tryna ask me what you're not supposed to know
But you know what, let me just tell you this
For a minute, for a minute, oh, oh baby no
I can't seem to knock it in my skin, ooh
Won't you, won't you, won't you not let me know
Pick up your stuff and get to steppin', steppin' right in