Your waistline, bangin like a bass line Let me get to work baby I don’t wanna waste time I’ve been known to flirt everytime I go and face dimes See whatever works when I twerk up the chase line, yeah I wanna see you baby lick your lips and drop it fast You know you make me crazy everytime you work that ass Lets get it hot inhale a shot like a bullet vest The liquid coca and patron burnin up ya chest I got it made cause I always get it my way And you can catch me doin 90 on the highway All black Yamaha, dual tailpipes, chromed out, carbon fiber Yeah it feels tight I got my crew with me and we steady runnin thangs I got the brew in me steady flowin through my veins H-Town, pound for pound, we keep it true Ladies in the club now, what chu wanna do?
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My eyes on the prize and I really want you I see you starin back baby what chu wanna do? You lookin kinda cute, and I wanna talk to you Tell me what it is baby what chu wanna do?
What chu wanna do? We can ride to the crib, penthouse with a view
What chu wanna do? (Well baby tell me is it cool if I bring a friend too?)
What chu wana do? Say it loud in the crowd with your bad attitude
What chu wanna do? (I wanna fuck her and I wanna fuck you)
[Verse 2]
I got some chicks overseas half French and Guyanese We get party started while we floatin on the breeze And I don’t really drink but the liquor got me buzzin’ My brother on my side with a dozen of my cousins I love my life yo it’s like a music video But it ain’t right when your wifey’s givin me your dough That’s what you get when u dealin with a slut Everytime you kissin on her yeah you lickin on my nuts And to these haters talking mad ill shit Yeah ok, whatever kid See I don’t really know y’all but umm Thanks for the props Me ego’s getting bigger hard edged between the rocks Yeah I stay on top man when the beat drop Play it loud as you can till your neighbor calls the cops Yeah we won’t stop man I thought you knew Ladies in my crib now what chu wanna do?
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[Verse 3]
It’s that new type of era, with Indo’s on your stereo Met this chick named Sarah, (we) hopped in to the carerra She had a couple pair of friends from The Sahara The fine one’s name was Tara and the other I don’t care She tells me that she likes it when I pull her hair With her rose lips and her purple mascara This girl was sexy like a midnight ferrera Ferarri, she playin games like we on Atari But we could talk that’s why this chick was mad cool But all we talked about was fuckin in the bathroom Or in the classroom, even on her mom’s bed Screamin out, Mobonix, stop I can’t handle it It’s time to bounce, I ain’t really trying to get with ya But for memories you can keep this Polaroid picture Grabbed the shirt, diesel jeans, and the puma shoes Ladies tell the fellas what you really came to do