Lyrics

Friday night in the club, the joint is loaded up
The drop comes heavy like a medicine ball
Drinks are flowing, wet bodies in motion
Ain't nobody taking any telephone calls

It just keeps getting hotter, there are sharks in the water
Circling around, their eyes on you
Oh, I can't blame the fellas, no, I don't get jealous
Here's all I gotta do

I slip my hand in your back jean pocket
And we get to rockin', it's like money everybody understands
Here's a line don't cross it
Everybody gonna know that you're mine

I know he's watching you watching me next to you
Thinking how'd I ever get a girl like you
He's like a hungry wolf, his Jaeger and his Red Bull
You press up against me and I'm feeling you move

And your body is electric, pulls me like a magnet
Everybody out on the floor can tell
Is it scientific mystery or elementary chemistry?
I can't seem to help myself

I slip my hand in your back jean pocket
And we get to rockin', it's like money everybody understands
Here's a line don't cross it
Everybody gonna know that you're mine

With your hot little lips, and your hot little shape
With your hot little top, and your hot little gaze

I slip my hand(s) in your back jean pocket
And we get to rockin', it's like money everybody understands
Here's a line don't cross it
Everybody gonna know that you're mine