Compositor: Jordan Houston / Cameron Jibril Thomaz / Hit Kidd
Messages from the stars
When you're making love to me
I get messages from the stars
When you're making love to me
I get messages-
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Shawty so fine when she (throw it, throw it)
Just might (throw it all)
That sight (throw it, throw it)
Feels like (throw it all)
Tell me you ready and, baby, we gone
Throwing ass, this might be her song
Who is that? She look better off the phone
I don't know but I'm all in the zone
She fine, she thick, yeah, the whole nine
Said she never had a heart, baby, hold mine
When she throw it, she controlling every muscle
I be looking at her thinking that I love her
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Shawty so fine when she
Just might
That sight
Feels like
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it all
Everybody watching
Everybody looking at her, yeah, they jocking
See the fit but we don't care 'bout the outfit
She throw it back and I bet I won't drop it
See me and I'm staring right back in her eyes
Oh God, I feel like I'm lost in the light
It's love, so you niggas better go take a hike
Want her, bet she mine by the end of the night
Want her, want her, want her
Want her, want her, want her
Want her, want her, want her
Want her, want her, want her
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
I be looking at her thinking I'm in love
Messages from the stars
When you're making love to me
I get messages-