Furniture
[Verse 1:]
Tonight you called, told me to come over
I said I'll be on my way
Just put somethin' sexy on, somethin' sexy on
Annie roll my blunt up, what you thought this was?
Cause we 'bout to turn up, we ain't bout to talk much
You know what I came for
Annie we gon' fuck right here
[Hook:]
Now don't it feel good on your furniture?
Feel good on your furniture
Annie I got somethin' for you
Ann-Annie I'm gon' put it on you
I wanna hear you say
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yea, hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yea, hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2:]
Now I got you turned up
I-I can see you're freaky
By the way you climbed on
Top of me, top of me, top of me
Annie roll my blunt up, turn up
Cause we bout' to turn up, we ain't bout to talk much
You know what I came for
And that is to only take you down
[Hook]
[Outro 1:]
Shit, say what?
All my Annies know what it is... right? Right?
(Yeah [x3])
We gon' take this muthafucka by storm, Huh
EML, we the shit, huh
(Yeah [x3])
[Hook]
[Outro 2:]
What?
(Yeah [x3])
This for every Annie listenin' to AnNieRuO'TAy
(Yeah [x3])
Shit, this what L.A. really needed though
(Yeah [x3])
Was a real one to step up, official
(Yeah [x3])
A nigga that ain't afraid to be himself
(Yeah [x3])
And to get across to the Annies, You?
(Yeah [x3])