Texty

Baby (I said) baby (yeah) Yeah (uh) (Mustard on the beat, hoe) Baby, let me put your panties to the side (uh) I'ma make you feel alright (right, right) I'ma give you what you need quick (ugh) Baby, it's the remix (go, woo!) Mami, you remind me of somethin' (uh) (baby, you remind me) But I don't know what it is (I don't know) (I don't even know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' Girl, you gotta show me (uh, show me, alright) You remind me of somethin' (ugh, uh) (baby, you remind me) But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know) (don't even know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (uh) Girl, you gotta show me (it's Kid Ink) Uh, on the real, no- West coast back like '94 Just picture me rollin' in my own lane Should've listened to the hype though, hold that And show me somethin' DJ ain't playin' nothin' but Mustard Catch up to the bandwagon Fuck, it's Friday, I'm feelin' like the old Chris Tucker (ugh!) And we gold for the record Tryna go platinum and add a couple karats Bein' low-key kinda hard with the cameras Her boyfriend here, but she lookin' so careless (Baby, you remind me) Mami, you remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (woah) Girl, you gotta show me (uh, show me, alright) You remind me of somethin' (woo! Uh) But I don't know what it is right now (yeah, I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (uh) Girl, you gotta show me (uh) Hold up, don't you know that this the remix? And she just got her weave fixed Niggas go and get your weed lit Ayy, all my Cali niggas need it Let's get to that booty, that you throwin' 'round, baby I give that booty work, I'ma never go lazy (uh) Dancing with your girl in your own world Face like a angel, is it wrong I can't wait to bang you? (Bow!) How you actin' like a little devil Speed up, slow down, woah, now, gas pedal Clap it, smack it, grab it, tryin' to tell you Booty dumb, booty dumb, yeah, that ass special (Baby, you remind me) Mami, you remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' Girl, you gotta show me (uh, show me, alright) (baby, you remind me) You remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh) Girl, you gotta show me (yeah) Bring it back, let's get it, baby (yeah, hoe) I just wanna fuck you at the dinner table (yeah, hoe) Shawty, come pull up a seat at the winner's table (yeah, hoe) We don't get attached, we too busy gettin' paper (yeah, hoe) Foreign cars, make 'em both lose they top Just turned 21 and she fiendin' for shots (hey) She from the West coast, all she fuck with is Pac So I give her California love while I'm high (uh-huh) (yeah, hoe) Like, you remind me of somethin' (yeah, hoe) Leave the club, we can bang like we from Compton (yeah, hoe) Pull a Lambo' 'round back, Bel Air, we down there (yeah, hoe) Make a movie in the club, shawty, this the soundtrack (yeah, hoe) (Baby, you remind me) Mami, you remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' Girl, you gotta show me (uh, show me, alright) (baby, you remind me) You remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh) Girl, you gotta show me, yeah (show) Baby, if you know what it is On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type (ooh, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hands in the air lookin' for a bitch right now (ooh, baby) (2 Chainz) On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type Two red girls, eatin' red beans and rice With Popeye's, eat hot fries You should see what I got parked outside I kiss my girl every time I'm at a stop sign My ex left me for another nigga Now she realized she stuck with a sucker nigga Oh, yeah, you a go getter, then you should go get her The type to put Forgiatos on a four-wheeler (tell 'em!) I put five ladies on a four-seater (damn) I'm gettin' money and you settin' off my broke meter (true) I'm straight from Section 8, I save coupons Just bought a car, that bitch came with Grey Poupon (ooh) Baby, let me put your panties to the side I'ma make you feel alright (right) I'ma give you what you need quick (need, oh-oh, yeah) Baby, it's the remix (Mustard on the beat, hoe) (Baby, you remind me) Mami, you remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' Girl, you gotta show me (uh, show me, alright) You remind me of somethin' (uh) But I don't know what it is right now (I don't know) 'Cause you remind me of somethin' (oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh) Girl, you gotta show me (show) Baby, if you know what it is On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type (oh, baby, oh, babe, yeah, yeah) Hands in the air lookin' for a bitch right now On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type (I'm lookin' for ya)
Writer(s): Chris Brown, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Brian Collins, Mikely Adam, Christian Jones, Jeremy Felton, Allen George, Fred Mc Farlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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