(Jason, haha)
(Jason Derulo)

Get jazzy on 'em, I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
'Cause I know what the girl them need, New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport, make it hard to leave

Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
When you talk dirty to me?
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me

Get jazzy on 'em, you know the words to my songs
No habla inglés
Our conversations ain't long
But you know what it is
I know what the girl them want, London...