Hurricane Chris - Halle Berry (She’s Fine) (feat. Superstarr) | Текст песни

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• Hurricane Chris
• Halle Berry (She’s Fine) (feat. Superstarr)

Verse 1/Ludacris
Luda! She got a booty out of this world, I say she got a great future behind her, and some legs longer than the great wall of china
She caught me looking now i'm guilty like a convict, i'll take her legs and fold 'em over like a omelette
So, toast your glasses, cos her ass is like POWER, thighs thicker than my last is
Sexy lips, hips wider than a mac truck, she hit the dance flo', the DJ like BACK UP
She so damn fine, she's a damn dime, with good jeans, she gets a 7 for mankind
Now, i'm beating on m chest like a gorilla, her long her flowing like the amazon river
She sweet like honey do, when in front of you, throw a couple ones and i'ma see what a hundred do
And, I swear i'm bout to make her my wife, skin soft like she ain't work a damn day in her life

Verse 2/Hurricane Chris:
51-50, I'm Hurricane, i'm Chris Dooley, i'm 20 years old and i rep the tooley
She got the body of a goddess, walking like Tyra, Me, Bossie & Gotti, Lamborghini's and camary's
She finer than a 2 dollar bill just like my uncle say, got me speaking spanish, senorita, mami, hondalay
Hips like a horse's he the baddest thing breathing, Hurricane Chris wanna Rodney King beat it
Crown hold the [??], everytime she get paid at the all-star game, sharper than a razor blade
Man, she say she ain't no groupie but, she really like my music and her booty bigger than the back bumper of a Buick
Do it, stick it, stick it baby do it, let's do the monster's ball in my brand new jucuzzi
It's the remix, and i got 3 chicks, we going live at the [?], I'm at 306
She in that S-O-U-T-H, i'm like the president and halle berry got a body hot enough to cook fish

Chorus/Superstaar:
She fine than a bitch, bad than a bitch, thick in her hips and a nigga wanna call'er
Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) [x2]
She walking like a model, hands on ya knees, scrub the ground, she ain't nothing but a tease
Halle Berry, Halle Berry (Halle Berry) [x2]

Verse 3/Lil' Boosie:
Boosie bad ass, huh
She fine then a muth, hope you like a thug, Halle Berry I go hard, call me Boosie bentley barber
i like your walk and your talk, look like your teeth just got flossed, every since i spelled my name i been the boss of the south (B-O-O-BOOSIE!)
Look at her gangsta than Keyshia Cole and prettier than Cassie
She in the mirror like CHEESE, she know that she jazzy,
she do her thing got that boomerang, and make me, make me stutter
Shit not only me & Cane, everybody wanna cut her, do the do the booty doo aka the boosie boo
Get inside ya, work around like i'm in the hola-hoop, Miss Berry I hope you smell like cherries
Let's go to the mall girl my credit card ready, she sexy as Beyonce, thick like Ashanti
Half-white, half-black a caramel sundae, i'm loose as a goose, I hope she don't tease me
Turn around baby, I promise to take it easy (Yeeaahhh)

Verse 4/Yo Gotti:
She walk like a model, speak like she from the hood
Shawty you should come to Gotti world, show the hoes what's really good
Show these hoes what's really hood, top down, buck 50 in the Lamb, I bet that feel really good
man her do the Janet Jackson at the Super Bowl, she can play the center, legs spread like a field goal
Blow the whistle, up the middle, it's good, and i'm looking for Keyshia Cole cos she's hood
Halle Berry, yeaah, Halle Berry shawty so fine, mayne damn near scary
Swag like Beyonce, Angelina Jolie, we strapped like I want it, and we running from the police
I be going hard, and i be going strong, so Paris Hilton by the zone, miss Keri Hilson, I like your song
These suckas turned ya off, but I can turn ya on, they like Gotti flip the switch, I think that got me in the zone, miss Halle Berry

Chorus/Superstaar:
She fine than a bitch, bad than a bitch, thick in her hips and

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