JLo - Control Myself (Promo Only clean edit) lyrics

No me puedo controlar Aqui con el seái? LL Cool J Y aqui estoy... ya tu sabes Uno, dos, tres, muevete! Ya'll know what this is...So...So...Def! The club was far from empty It was crowded at the entry (Woo!) I slide right through like how I do This girl began to tempt me (Uh-huh!) She said her name Shayeeda I could tell her mama feed her (Yeah!) When they tight and thick them jeans don't fit I'm L, nice to meet ya (Uh-oh!) I could feel my body yearning The room just started turning Didn't want to go out on the floor But this girl was so determined My brain began to sizzle I'm sweatin' just a little On the dance floor in the middle She turned around and giggle She said You got, you got, you got What it takes to make me leave my man It's hard to control myself (Aww!) It's hard to control myself You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad) It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself It's hard for me to control myself (Me too) And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna Temptation is a mother How we lust for one another (Yeah) We barely know each other Yet we're waddling like we're lovers The air is full of pa**ion The strobe lights are flashin' The hustlers throw cashin' The bartender keeps splashin' Her moves were so erotic Her gaze was so hypnotic I bet this girl will stop it But she continued to pop it You know I know you like it Let me hit you on your Sidekick Because the afterparty is at my body Meet me you're invited She said You got, you got, you got What it takes to make me leave my man It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad) It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself It's hard for me to control myself (Say what) And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna She licked, off, her lip, gloss Her hips, tossed, back, and forth Side, to side, and up, and down She touched, the ground, it turned, me out I'm battling desire Lord help me douse this fire This internal inferno Hotter than a shot of Cuervo Her top was short and purple Belly dancing in a circle When I feel like this I can't resist Stop it don't make me hurt you (make me hurt you) She said You got, you got, you got What it takes to make me leave my man It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself (Oh) You got, you got, you got What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad) It's hard to control myself It's hard to control myself It's hard for me to control myself (Say what) And to hold myself back from jumpin' on ya Like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna Zezeze... Zezeze... Uh, yeah, I need everybody to report to the dance floor Right...now! Shake it, shake it, shake it Haha, you know what this is