Oh where you goin'
Bring your love out to the cold
Sit down and I'll tell you a little story
One of many that I know and it went
Uh, why you runnin'
Why you runnin' from the poor
See, I'm talkin' 'bout some of the places
You ain't thinkin' 'bout thinkin' to go and I'm like

Give it here, give it to me baby
Make it real, make it really funky
Eat it up, feed it to me baby
I can tell you wanna

Uh, wouldn't you know it
Look who we got in control
Money you thinkin' bout healin' your pockets
Need to think who needs it most just like
Uh, buy your livin'
When you ain't been livin' love
She don't practice her own religion
But baby loves her Santa Clause and he's like

Give it here, give it to me baby
Make it real, make it really funky
Eat it up, feed it to me baby
I can tell you wanna

Flex with me
Bring it on
You wanna flex with me
come on baby
bring it on

Uh, where you goin'
Bring your love back to the cause
See, I'm really 'bout lovin' the faces
So, I hit 'em where I go, just like
Uh, when I'm the best friend you'd never thought you'd know
Seed the streets by runnin' mouth
Whether you want me or you don't see I'm like,

Give it here, give it to me baby
I can tell AAAHHHH!!!!!!

(Robin Thicke, James Gass, Bobby B. Keyes)
Produced by Pro-Jay
Mixed by Jean-Marie Horuat