Pamela

Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya (ayy) I been in my bag, I'm searching Suited up feelin' like church day Toot it up, shake it, it's your birthday Sticks and stones don't hurt me Home by ten is a work day I don't wanna sound too thirsty Nothin' really wrong, she flirty 'Mind me of my high school jersey Call me James, I'm worthy Just don't wait to call 'til Thursday Shawty gave a smile, it's working And we don't gotta take it back to yo' place How I gotcha open in the first place Baby, you the best, but I want you in the worst ways Nigga too clean but ain't scared to get dirty Ooh, slow baby, don't hurt me 'cause she's my Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya (yah, uh) I ain't really tryna rock the boat I ain't never felt this way before We just met, I'm feelin' like I know ya I ain't even scared to meet your folks We laugh a lot, but this is not a joke When you see me, I know that you home I see how you saved me in your phone Different color hearts' with some emojis Shoot my shot, I'm feelin' like I'm Kobe Count the clock forever, I ain't gon' leave You a catch, I'm feelin' like a goalie Spend a check for time with you in those jeans Said you got a million things to show me You be lookin' at me like you know me I won't look no further 'cause it's no need Baby got me higher than the nosebleeds Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya (Pamela, yeah, yeah) Pamela, hey ya Pamela, Pamela, Pamela, hey ya Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh