I thought I'd be with you but you never tried to holler
We can spend a couple milli actin silly in Milano
Boy hit your horn (beep beep), I'll follow
Have your whip in driveway by tomorrow
Secretly, I know you want to hit it like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the grotto
Fresh off the jet, got the men they screaming bravo