Those Toys

I caught a glimpse of what you try to hide
You smirked and said, “That’s for my solo nights.”
But baby, why you hiding that from me?
You know I like a little company

Don’t be shy, don’t lock the drawer
I know what you keep them for
But I ain’t here to take their place
I’m here to see that look on your face

You think I’m scared? Girl, think again
Those little toys are my best friends

Babe, those toys you’ve got ain’t my enemy
They just help you scream a little louder for me
Bring ‘em out, don’t keep ‘em tucked away
Tonight they can come out and play
No jealousy, no need to pretend
‘Cause those toys are tools, and I’m still the man
Yeah, babe, those toys you’ve got ain’t my enemy
They’re just good friends to me

You say they’re for your “me-time fun,”
I say, “Why not make it a party for one-on-one?”
No shame, no rules, no quiet nights
Just turn them on and kill the lights

You’ve got favorites, I wanna know
Which ones make you lose control?
Let me hold it, let me steer
Show me how you like it, right here

You say “You sure?” with that little grin
Girl, hand it over, let’s begin

That one? Damn
No wonder you’ve been hiding it
C’mon, show me how you use it
Then let me take over

So keep them charged, don’t put them away
They make the nights go our kind of way
Babe, those toys you’ve got ain’t my enemy
They’re just a team… and I’m M.V.P.