Lyrics

Ohhhhh... (Yannie, What Up) Oh she ain't my girl, ye-eah (ye-eah) Nooo Oh-o (oh-o) ye-eah, ye-e-ye-eah (song bird) And Sammie [Verse 1: Trey Songz] Heavy lil make-up on, Baby so flawless I just wanna wake up on ha body in the morning My tender own ringbone So I know when she calling (she's my only love) Shawty got an ass so fat I love to jump on it But she ain't, she ain't, she ain't my, me and her do it big What it is, six speed to seats to the crib And I'm feeling on her thigh rite now And the ceiling is the sky rite now Let's, shes working those shoes I purchased dem lambs and she keeps em on While we get our secret on yeah, she gets it in Yeah, we get it in, only on the weekends [Chorus:] Cause she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl I be playing with her body She be playing with my mind All the time cause her man ain't home She ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl Gotta pretty lil shawty And I'm feeling on her body Every time her man be gone [Verse 2: Sammie] You ain't the only, only I've been there before The way she be groaning, moaning I don't wanna let her go We be getting all nasty like She said her man don't been doing it right So she holds me closely Damn she fixes my appetite I eat it up Mmmm mmm mmm good Her loving is so damn good I can't front she know exactly what I want But it's only when her man ain't home [Chorus:] Cause she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl I be playing with her body She be playing with my mind All the time cause her man at home She ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl Gotta pretty lil shawty And I'm feeling on her body Every time her man be gone [Bridge: Trey Songz and Sammie] [Trey Songz:] I love to be up under that She keeps me coming back All up in the sack Like a quarterback Then we run it back Like a running back And every time she leaves, She makes me want her back [Sammie:] I love to be up under that She keeps me coming back All up in the sack Like a quarterback Then we run it back Like a running back And every time she leaves, She makes me want her back [Chorus:] Cause she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl I be playing with her body She be playing with my mind Cause all the time cause her man ain't home She ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl, she ain't my girl Gotta pretty lil shawty And I'm feeling on her body Every time her man be gone
Writer(s): Tremaine Aldon Neverson, Ronald M. Ferebee, Sammie Lee Bush Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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