Ivy Lab — Vanity Fair

Текст песни: Vanity Fair

[Instrumental]

[Sampled Throughout]
Get over here
Look at my hands on my hips
You look so exhausted

Press your hand right here
You just need some of my lovin'
You need me to spoil you

Why you worry so much
There you go
Just about kill yourself

I like that

You need anything?
Can I get you anything?
What do you want me to do to you?