Lyrics

You got nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' 'round the house, it turns me on (yeah, I like it)
I can't keep my hands up off ya (yeah, I like it)
I'ma take it right up off ya
You got nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' through the house, it turns me on
And the boy just did laundry
Baby girl smellin' like bounty
All up in my XL white tee
Oh, I think she like me
We ain't gotta work today
So we got time to play
We should really fold them clothes
But I'd rather fold them legs, yeah
And I know you're gettin' your bag (your bag)
But it's better when you have
Nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' 'round the house, it turns me on (yeah, I like it)
I can't keep my hands up off ya (yeah, I like it)
I'ma take it right up off ya
You got nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' through the house, it turns me on
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah, you're so cute
What's up under that?
Nothin' but your birthday suit
Mm-hmm, that thang be switchin'
You got all my attention
If we don't watch out, we might burn the house down, oh
And I know you're gettin' your bag (your bag)
But it's better when you have
Nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' 'round the house, it turns me on (yeah, I like it)
I can't keep my hands up off ya (yeah, I like it)
I'ma take it right up off ya
You got nothin' but my T-shirt on
When you walkin' 'round the house, it turns me on
Written by: Christopher Sung, Courtlin Jabrae, Leather Jacket, Marqueze Parker, Tommy Brown
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