R&b Thug
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ahh, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm
In the Playa's Club
Checkin' at your body baby
Steadily tossin that cash flow baby
Cause you drive me crazy
Won't you be my lady?
Betcha I can make your body talk to me
(Talk to me)
All I need is my CD, bag of weed and some Cristie (yeah)
Then I'm gonna stroke you up and down
Messin' with your head
And when you leave up out my room
You'll be walkin' bow leg
I can keep your body comin' like a CTA
You're dealin with a true baller baby
Givin' you the keys to my Mercedes
I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name
And say ooh Kelly you make me holla
Keep on jumpin' like an Impala
You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what
(What, what, what, what, what)
Come and get some of this
R&B thug baby
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Tryin' to get some ass babe
Do you wanna thug babe?
I'm just an R&B thug babe
Lookin' for some love babe
Do you wanna date babe
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