Ryan Robinette - You Got It

Midnight, low rise, black jeans, skin tight
Drawing hearts on my hand with your fingertips
All eyes, on you, that's cool, mine too
Gettin' jealous of that whiskey on your lips
Call me selfish, but I can't help it, nah

You got it, I want it
Baby can't wait til I get you home
Just say it, and I'm on it
Be slipping out the door and outta these clothes
Knocking pictures off the wall down the hallway
Don't you hold back at all babe
Cuz you got it, yeah
And I want it

Backseat, taxi, you just, can't keep
Your hands from running in the dark all over me
I can't take it, girl I'm just sayin'

You got it, I want it
Baby can't wait til I get you home
Just say it, and I'm on it
Be slipping out the door and outta these clothes
Knocking pictures off the wall down the hallway
Don't you hold back at all babe
Cuz you got it, yeah
And I want it, yeah

You got it, you got it
I want it, I want it
Just say it, just say it
And I'm on it, I'm on it
You got it, you got it
And I want it, I want it
Just say it, just say it
And I'm on it, cuz

You got it, I want it
Baby can't wait til I get you home
Just say it, and I'm on it
Be slipping out the door and outta these clothes
Knocking pictures off the wall down the hallway
Don't you hold back at all babe
Cuz you got it, yeah
And I want it, yeah

You got it, you got it
I want it, I want it
Just say it, just say it
And I'm on it, I'm on it
Yeah you got it, you got it
And I want it, I want it
Girl just say it, just say it
And I'm on it

Written by:
Andrew Capra, Nick Alligood, Ryan Robinette

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