Fuck lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Jeremih)

 I just wanna fuck

I just wanna fuck

I just wanna fuck

I just wanna fuck

[Jeremih & Post Malone:]

I ain't here for no conversation

I ain't really tryna talk

Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)

I just came here to fuck

Shawty take of them heels and your shirt

And that skirt and them panties right now

(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)

Baby step into my room, show me love

And get served like tennis right now

If you wanna come and get served right now

Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down

[Post Malone:]

I'm going down, you're going down

It's going down for sure

Baby girl sit down right now

Give you five seconds, one, two, three, four

I'mma turn your ass around, right now

Now you're screaming "Good Lord"

Got you smoking on the loud, knock you down

Fuck you like you never been before

I could fuck you all the tiiiiime

Girl I'm glad you're miiiiine

[Jeremih & Post Malone:]

I ain't here for no conversation

I ain't really tryna talk

Can a nigga be honest baby? (I just wanna fuck)

I just came here to fuck

Shawty take of them heels and your shirt

And that skirt and them panties right now

(I just wanna fuck, I just wanna...)

Baby step into my room, show me love

And get served like tennis right now

If you wanna come and get served right now

Then you know it's goddamn guaranteed to go down

[Post Malone:]

Go down, hell yeah, I'mma say it

Go and show me what you working with

Give a fuck about the man that you rolling with

Think it's 'bout damn time that you done with him

How you get so bad? We all wonderin'

Lil mama look hotter than the summer is

I ain't gonna tell you lies like the other did

Baby girl, I'mma keep it one hundred

Get me on, I'mma, I'mma call you later

And these Saint Laurent's looking alligator

And maybe that's why she want an elevator

Elevate your life, elevate your life

Girl you know I wouldn't wanna wife ya

Girl I wouldn't wanna make you spiteful

Girl I wouldn't wanna mix your life up

Mix your life up...

[Jeremih:]

Yeah I was tryna get her to my bed

But we ain't make it out the kitchen (I just wanna fuck)

I was cooking and I burned the bacon, damn

Pussy got a nigga slippin', yeah

Got your boy going deep: breast stroke, back stroke

Girl I'm swimming right now (I just wanna fuck)

Got her singing like me, when she moan

Let's make a song, and we're jamming right now

[Post Malone:]

I could fuck you all the ti-i-i-i-i-i-i-ime

Girl I'm glad you're m-i-i-i-i-i-ine