Ode to Naked Pop Stars

OkayyAlotta girls be uh, thinkin' my songs about them

This one for you.. (LOL)

Yeah... It's young

Khalifa man.

And you know

I be up on my blog shit

And I came home one night,

And I seen you

It was the best

I ever had. (LOL)

And this is my song for you

And YouWe all grown

I love it, shit

OkayAlways had a crush you, that you wouldn't even know was there

Let me introduce myselfthey call me young khalifa man, (Okay)

Young khalifa man

Call me young khalifa man

Next time when you're home taking pictures, call me if you need a hand

I'll be everything you want, spend time alone and be your friend

Pick you up for lunch and shit

I'll prolly beat you to your crib

You gone have me doin' shit so solely off them snapshots

I'll lick you from head to toe, go down and eat the snack box

Came home from the studio, seen you with no

T-shirt on

And Couldn't help to feel like this,

I hope that you don't take it wrong

Ain't seen you in person, so

I figured

I'd Just make a song

Anyone that feel the way

I feel could prolly wanna sing along-

You look good with them jeans on

Wasn't for this,

I'd never know you had them rings on

I don't know him

But who ever stole your macwhen

I see him, imma pat him on the back[Chorus]

Cause baby you're my everythingyou all

I ever wanted

We can do it real big

Bigger than you ever done it

We can do it real big

Bigger than you ever done it (Bigger than you ever done it)

Okay-Cause she hold me down, every time

I hit her upwhen

I get right

I promise that we gone live it up

And when my day is gone,

I look her picture up

And I say the same thing every single time-

When I think of you undressed, think of you undressed,think of you undressed, think of you undressed

You're the best

I had. Best

I ever had.

Best I ever had.

Best I ever had.

Best i ever had.when

I think of you undressed[Verse 2]

Future, sex,

Love, I be on that

Timberlake shit

I be there to download em, every time you take pics

Everything tatted, so they call me young

TravisWe ain't gotta go to the shop, we already matchin'

Paper through the roof, but baby money ain't the topic

I could put it on you til you pray

I never stop it

Go through everyday, just tryna get some shit accomplished

But I cant help to think about them pictures of you top--- less.

Like a nerd with no

Mac Book,Look how perrty that lil cat look.

I see them nine lives poking from the back

And I'm tryna kick the habit, but you got a nigga cracked hooked(Yeah)

Just Know my album is a classic

And out of all the flix my favorite pic is when you grab it

Standing with no towel on, wish

I was where you hand is

That ring up in your nipple, make a nigga think of marriage[Chorus]

Cause baby you're my everythingyou all

I ever wanted

We can do it real big

Bigger than you ever done itwell... yall prolly done it pretty big right about now but

I got more than money girl

Cause she hold me down, every time

I hit her upwhen

I get right

I promise that we gone live it up

And when my day is gone,

I look her picture up

And I say the same thing every single time-

When I think of you undressed, think of you undressed,think of you undressed, think of you undressed

You're the best

I had. Best

I ever had.

Best I ever had.

Best I ever had.when

I think of you undressed

OkayLike I said,

I hope yall don't take this in a disrespectful way

This how I do

Young Taylor

Gang-(LOL)

Cassie, I ain't trippin' on that haircut either baby

We can go see

Lary together

LOLAnd Rhianna,

We ain't gotta talk about what happened,

Im just worried bout me and you baby.

Yeah