I should be mad at you
It's crazy how u give me such an attitude
Like a rock ster in training with a dirty mouth
When I take u anywhere, u take it south, yeah u take it south

u don't give a damn
And I don't want u to
I don't understand at all
But still I know I want u when you

Talk back, it's an aphrodisiac
Baby give me some of that
yeah u got it and u know it
Just talk back, put your scratches on my back
When ya tell me where it's at
Then u know that's where I'm going
u know I like that, like that, like that
The way u talk back, talk back, talk back

u got a razor tongue
And when u shoot your mouth, it goes off like a gun
Not afraid, always sayin' anything u like
I'm careful cause I know your bark is bad as your bite, it's bad as your bite

u can't keep it clean
But I don't mind it
You're NC-17 sometimes when
u get out of line, and ya talk back

But there's something sweet about you
That's why I can't live without you
Still I'll never think it's rude
When u cop an attitude
Give me everything u got
Cause u know I think it's hot when u talk back