Turnin me on - Keri Hilson ft. Kanya West

Please don’t turn me off, yeah like this
Where you at shawty?

Now wait a minute little buster
You got one more time to feel on my booty
Better recognize a lady that ain’t the way you do me

(Ahh)
You ever try to get that close to me
You better come correct how you ‘proachin’ me
Dime divas give it to me

Goin’ up on it, you actin’ like you want it
And you stuntin’ like your daddy, checkin’ for this little mama
You turnin’ me on, you turnin’ me on, you turnin’ me on
Now wait a minute little buster

All you wanna do is holla at the cutest broad
To get up in them draws, got money, don’t try to buy me
Bottles, got my own dollars I could buy up the bar if I want it

(Ahh)
I gotta be feelin’ your energy
I gotta be for sure that you’re into me
(I, I, I, oh)
Recognize a real woman

Dig your persona right
You look baby mama type
I know that got you kinda hyped
My ice is albino white

Hot Carter, I’ma kiss the spot for you
And I’ma kiss it till you scream
Wait a minute motherfucker, ha
Yea, I turn you on like a handle
Like a television on the Weather Channel

I play to win, I bait ’em in
I do my thing now you’re in love with an alien
Polow on the beat and Weezy F I’m at the plate again
Keri if you pitch it at me, I’m a swing away at it

Weezy F baby, don’t forget the F around me
And if you do then get the F from round me

(Ahh)
You ever try to get that close to me
You better come correct how you ‘proachin’ me
Dime divas give it to me
(Ahh)
I gotta be feelin’ your energy
I gotta be for sure that you’re into me
Recognize a real woman