I love the way you pop your top
And how you lose your cool
And how you look at me, too
Say why?

It ain't no fighting, no I can't stop it
This took a while
For the way you pump your fist or how you bust your hip
For my affection, tryna be down
No fighting, no stoppin'
Stick around

And you the type of girl I'll take over to mama
The type of girl, I know your daddy be proud of
Be proud of, be proud of, be proud of, no
The type of girl I wanna turn into a mama
The type of girl that I'm already proud of
Be proud of, uh be proud of, be proud of

I wish you was a normal girl, normal
I wish you was a normal girl, ayy, yeah
Normal girl, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I wish you was a normal girl (not too normal though)
Yeah, yeah

You like it, when I get, aggressive
You like when I tell you how I want it
Tell you how I need it
Tell you: I don't want to have to repeat it I
Baby, I, tell me I, never should worry, and that's the end of story
That's the end of story, that's the end of story, yeah

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
Wish you was a normal, girl
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy