[Verse 1]
I caught her, she was headed for the door
The DJ had her rocking back and forth
And shorty had a body, like, Lord
I grabbed her by the hand and she turned around
Then she started to look me up and down
She saw the Gucci boot, belt, comma, plus the bag
So easily I had that in the bag
Now I'm fittin' and she's growing more attached
Fine wine, my kind of woman, mature
Text messaging each other more and more

[Pre-Chorus]
And I say show me something, she be like LOL, ha
Quit playing games, TTYL
Then she get up the nerve and be like, oh, what the hell
("You've got mail")

[Chorus]
She be sending pictures
She be saying I can't wait until I'm wit'cha
Get the picture
Looking at them flicks got be 'bout to crash
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting
Told her send your boy a photo
She be saying better make sure it's a no show, that's a no, no
Don't let your homegirl see what I'm sending back
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting
[Verse 2]
Now what I saw, it caught me by surprise
So beautiful, like heaven to my eyes
She get the smooth hips and lips and thighs
Energize, it's giving me a rise
Dignified but she freaky in the slide
Send one in those heels, and I'm like, hold up, baby, chill
Got me swerving, I got one hand on the wheel
The other one scrolling, tryna hold it down
Time to get back to you, baby, look at how you got me now

[Pre-Chorus]
And I say show me something, she be like LOL
Quit playing games, TTYL
And then she get up the nerve and be like, oh, what the hell
("You've got mail")

[Chorus]
She be sending pictures
She be saying I can't wait until I'm wit'cha
Get the picture
Looking at them flicks got be 'bout to crash
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting
Told her send your boy a photo
She be saying better make sure it's a no show, that's a no, no
Don't let your homegirl see what I'm sending back
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting
[Bridge]
I'm on a high with all the emails and the texting
It's time to get a blessing, I'm 'bout to teach you a lesson
Got my mind on pumper game, ready to hump
And I'm feeling kinda froggy, n***a ready to jump
On you right now, let's make it do what it do
(And you know where I'm at)
Her kind of loving lay you flat on your back
I keep it simple and plain, there ain't no shame in my game
I beat it up all night, I give you pleasure and pain

[Chorus]
She be sending pictures
She be saying I can't wait until I'm wit'cha
Get the picture
Looking at them flicks got be 'bout to crash
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting
Told her send your boy a photo (Send your boy a photo)
She be saying better make sure it's a no show, that's a no, no
Don't let your homegirl see what I'm sending back
Me and her be sexting, freaky, freaky texting