Ott - Nakala

Come up inside

I’m alone tonight

Imagine our future

Just feast your eyes

I ain’t got no room mates

This place is all mine

Lets do this for God’s sake

Or at least for mine

You’re hella dramatic

You’re acting it up

Positions you take

The noises you make

I hope you ain’t faking, oh

You’re OTT

Over the top of me, oh

You’re OTT

Over the top of me

You’re over the top sometimes oh yeah

Lord its so hard to control ya

Your head game I’m bout to explode yeah

Lord it’s so hard to control ya

‘Cause you’re OTT

Over the top of me, oh

You’re OTT

Over the top of me

We can go like anywhere

Give her 45 let her do her hair

She said she can drive got a TT

She said her friends call her Mi-Mi

But I can call her anything I want

And I can see her anytime I want

I ain’t gotta front, beat it up and leave it

Girl I won’t

Get you in your feelings all I want

All I want, all I want

So pull up beside me

That beds so inviting

If its white get the wine in

And before you know it’s oh

You’re OTT

Over the top of me, oh

You’re OTT

Over the top of me

You’re over the top sometimes oh yeah

Lord its so hard to control ya

Your head game I’m bout to explode yeah

Lord it’s so hard to control ya

‘Cause you’re OTT

Fill up on me, oh

You’re OTT

Fill up on me

We just been fighting again

Just don’t know how this will end

Excuses you don’t want to hear

Bruises we ending in tears

And I just don’t listen to you

And I drive you crazy I do

But you never listen to me

Still the only one I wanna see

And yeah you can be drastic

And so melodramatic

But you gotta stop playing

And come here what you sayin'

What you saying?

I’m in love, what you saying?