text: Mu-Mu-Mu-Murda
  Tell me why I get this feeling
  That you really wanna turn me on
  Tell me why I get this feeling
  That you really wanna make me yours, ah
  Cause I see you tryin’, subliminally tryin
  To see if Im gon’ be the one thats in your arms
  I admit its exciting, parts of me kinda like it
  But before I lead you on
  Baby, tell me, whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive?
  Whats your motive? 
  So tell me, whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive?
  What’s your motive? 
  Tell me I wanna get you, girl
  Just take a look in the mirror
  Twenty outta ten on that body
  Know you got a man, I know you’re sad
  I like the way that you mess with your hair 
  Ima fly away with ya tonight
  ’Cause you see me tryin, subliminally tryin
  To see if youll be the one in my arms
  Well I can admit that it’s tirin, but at times its excitin
  But before you lead me on
  Baby, tell me, youre my motive
  Whats your motive?
  Whats your motive? 
  So tell me, whats your motive?
  Whats your motive?
  Whats your motive? 
  You treat me like gold, baby
  Now you wanna spoil me
  Did you want a trophy or you wanna sport me, baby?
  Want me on your neck cause you wanted respect
  Cause you fightin some war, baby
  Well, I had to bring the fists out, had to put a wall up
  But dont trust phonies, baby 
  You gotta tell me, whats your motive, baby?
  Cause you got your candy on your arm 
  No need to sugarcoat a lie 
  Say what you want, I needed a real bonafide G 
  Can you promise me youll bring it all tonight? 
  Cause I need you to be wise
  Tell me everything thats on your mind, come on
  Baby, tell me whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive? 
  So tell me, whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive? 
  Whats your motive?