I Mac

Hey, you turnin' me on, iMac
Yeah, you turnin' me on like a smoke detector
I got love in my lungs
I'll wait, but you taking too long
I'll wait, I'll wait for your hair to get done
iMac, yeah, you turnin' me on
Like a smoke detector, I got love in my lungs
I'll wait, but you taking too long
I'll wait, I'll wait for your hair to get done

Check in the coat, peepin' the scene
I was on timin', you was fuckin' with me
You got a frown, I turn it up
Archin' her side, I tear it down
If you get sad, I gotta boss
I got a bungie, iron chains
That is my twin, that is my flame
That is my spark, that is propane
Pop up, yeah, I come unannounced
Heard you ordered some love
I got that by the ounce
See me, flippin' the mirror, you see you
When it come to other hoes, ee-ew
When it come to other bitches, ee-ew
Put this shit to work, gotta get these squares up out my cubicle
The only time I'm satisfied is when I got a view of you
Your hands gotta look clean when I got dirt up in my cuticles
Sell these paintings to my fiends 'til you see these bitches in the Louvre

iMac, yeah, you turnin' me on like a smoke detector
I got love in my lungs
I'll wait, but you taking too long
I'll wait, I'll wait for your hair to get done
iMac, yeah, you turnin' me on
Like a smoke detector, I got love in my lungs
I'll wait, but you taking too long
I'll wait, I'll wait for your hair to get done