Looking Fine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

One time for the dark skin, redbone

White girls, hold on

Latin, Asian

Great women, they back in

(But they ain't never with no one)

What?

They ain't never went nowhere?

They be at the club e'ry night tryna ball like Mike

But you put up a nice fight, go score

Shawty, get it on the floor

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

They say you want a Beyoncé, go to H-Town

Looking for a fiancée, move to A-Town

All the bad bitches be in Hollywood

But they really live in Cape Town, ooh

Good looking, you must live in Brooklyn

Ooh, oh, she a dollar, prolly born in Harlem

Uh, I said I wanna be your baby daddy

Yeah, and drop the kids off at the baby mama's

Mama

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Hey, Khari

It's a lot of ladies at the party

I think I want shorty looking all smarty-arty

I wonder her biography

Probably something real cool, like photography

Honestly, she could do motherfucking pornography

I still wanna give it a wood like mahogany

I ain't really say that

You know how I play that

Cooler than a polar bear's toenails

Oh, hell, here she go again

And she got her friend with her

A ten with a ****

I think you can win with her

You been with her when the party's over

Ain't nobody gon' be sober

I'ma take the time to get to know her

So, uh, maybe you're a costume designer

A stylist, smile is beautiful, and your hair

Styling, profiling, whoo, Rick Flair

They watching like a Rolex, ooh, don't stare

It's haters in the building, so I don't care

Truth or dare, truth or dare

And please don't with the latter

I dare to compare but ain't no bitch badder

I swear it ain't fair but, ay, it don't matter

See **** tryna hit on her, strike

Next batter

Still going at her like this, like that

And we going back and forth like tit, like tat

Look, I'm down for the chase, like dog like cats

So what we doing after this?

My crib, your flat?

And shorty straight like that

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine

Jesus Christ

Damn, you looking fine

Now I'm wondering

If you could be mine