In this sultry collaboration, Trey Songz and Drake delve into themes of seduction and self-assuredness. The lyrics narrate an encounter where the protagonists exude confidence in their ability to please their partners intimately. Trey Songz sets the scene with vivid descriptions of a night out that transitions to a private setting, emphasizing his prowess and the luxurious lifestyle he offers. Drake's verse adds depth by highlighting emotional connections and the allure of exclusivity. The repeated assertion that "you gon' think I invented sex" underscores their belief in their unmatched skills in intimacy, blending bravado with sensuality. This track captures the essence of modern romance through its mix of 🥂 opulence and intimate moments, making it both provocative and compelling.
I Invented Sex
Lyrics
Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl
Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl, hey girl
This goes out to the beautiful girls
Which one of y'all
Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl
Which, which one (hey girl, hey girl, hey girl, hey girl)
Which one of y'all
Which one of y'all goin' home with Trigga?
I see you in the club, ooh, shawty
Walkin' past a nigga lookin' at me all naughty
Then I said, "Baby, wassup?"
Reach for that hand shake, got a hug
Bottles of the Ace got me with a lil buzz
Up in VIP with all my thug niggas
You leaned over and said you want me
Girl, when the valet pull the Benz up
Off to the crib, shawty, where we gon' end up
Girl, sit back, relax, hold up
Let me turn the radio on
Girl, when I get you to the crib
Upstairs to the bed
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, when I pull back them sheets
And you climb on top of me
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
You gon' think I invented sex
You gon' think I invented sex
You gon' think I invented sex
Put the code in the gate, pull up to the driveway
Said she like the way I touch her, listenin' to Usher
I got a confession
Know we 'bout to sin, but your body is a blessin'
Father, forgive me
Girl, can we take it upstairs?
My bed's waitin' there
All I wanna do is is give you all of me
Won't you give me all of you?
I want your body like right now
You know I live a Magnum lifestyle
Baby, turn the lights down and I'ma turn you on
Girl, when I get you to the crib
Upstairs to the bed
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, when I pull back them sheets (take the covers off)
And you climb on top of me (get our lovin' on)
Girl, you gon' think (you gon'), girl, you gon' think (you gon')
Girl, you gon' think (you gon'), girl, you gon' think
You gon' think I invented sex
You gon' think I invented sex
'Cause I do it like i did (well, alright, look)
You gon' think I invented sex
It's a celebration clap, clap, bravo
Lobster and shrimp and a glass of Moscato
For the girl who's a student and the friend who's a model
Finish the whole bottle and we gon' do it big like this
Yeah, and he was just practice
He ain't in your world, you can take him off your atlas
Girl, you on fire, can I be the one you match with?
I'll give you the credit card and baby you can max this out
Show me where your tats is
Show me where you heads at, maybe I can grasp it
If you ever come up with a question, you should ask it
Caught up on your ex still? I can get you past it
Yeah, and your friends all suggest
What's the chance of this nigga bein' better than the rest?
Just tell 'em you appreciate the help
But you just got to know for yourself
Girl, when I get you to the crib
Upstairs to the bed
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, when I pull back them sheets
And you climb on top of me
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
Girl, you gon' think, girl, you gon' think
You gon' think I invented sex (yeah)
You gon' think I invented sex (yeah)
You gon' think I invented sex
Now who's comin' home with me?
Tell me who's comin' with me
I wanna know who's comin' home with?
Tell me who's comin' with me
Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you?
Is it you? Is it you? Is it you?
You gon' think I invented sex
Writer(s): Carlos Mckinney, Tony Scales, Aubrey Graham, Tremaine Neverson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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