He’s makin’ pasta for me, wants me to be dessert
But he still leaves me starvin’ And don’t know to hit the curb
Got team selfies from Johnny He sent me special films
But he’s no Tarantino He’s makin’ me scream
They think they found my sweet spot But I don’t a thing
I’m for the I he leaves
Got wantin’ some Got no attraction
Got the satisfaction
Got wantin’ some Got no attraction
Got Brad, But still, no satisfaction
I But I don’t know my satisfaction
I But I don’t know my satisfaction
Me me Baywatch He wrapped arm around me
Heard from my friend they watch film, trick, scene
me I Sang key
I’m he’s like Kravitz
And it was on date
They’re like they’re But I don’t a thing
Still for I he leaves
Got wantin’ some Got no attraction
Got the satisfaction
Got wantin’ some Got no attraction
Got Brad, But still, no satisfaction
I But I don’t know my satisfaction
I But I don’t know my satisfaction