Let me see what you are wearing, I know you're in trouble
I know you're not coming here just for a kiss up on a puddle
I'm a well-worn putt for my piece to your puzzle
When you're coming over for my friend, bring your cousin
Cause I'm full of gear, less than ten plus a dozen
Your body hotter than what they in a oven
After the first round, then a double foot wet up like me dipping a puddle
You got me addicted, addicted to your love just like a drug just so
Addicted, addicted