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[Akon:]
Type of body that she always want to flaunt it
If she give it to me, I will never not want it
She's hot as a kettle but I won't drop it
If she give it to me then I must stay silent
But I can't stay silent
Cos for your body
I go to the Congo to the Kilago
Keeping it fresh head to my toe
And everything I'll buy you, class oh
You dey set my soul my fire
The things you do dey ja mi laya
24/7, I no dey tire
True talk, not a liar
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Gotta learn to keep your hands outta my pocket
If I give you money then I gotta get profit
True businessman, them call it
And if you have any problems, I'll solve it
Girl let me be the one that you call
The best woman in my life to marry
Don't worry 'bout anything at all
You type of bag that I want to carry
You dey set my soul my fire
The things you do dey ja mi laya
24/7, I no dey tire
True talk, not a liar
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
[Skales:]
Na your body wey dey burst up my head, oh
You be lady for street but a freak for my bed, oh
I no go leave you go always dey my side
Them no go put asunder no matter how them dey try
Baby, this your loving fit start revolution
As I dey turn you on, make you turn me on
You dey set my soul my fire
The things you do dey ja mi laya
24/7, I no dey tire
True talk, not a liar
[Akon:]
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Control
Baby gimme control, yeah
Com'on, com'on, com'on, com'on to me girl, eeh
Roll on ...
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