Beauty Queen (feat. Fiji & J Boog)

My beauty queen, yes you are, yeah She make me go ah-ah-ah-oh-oo-oh She make me go ah-ah-ah-oh-oo-oh She make me go ah-ah-ah-oh-oo-oh She make me go ah-ah-ah-oh-oo-oh (Beauty queen, beauty queen) Let me be the very first to say how beautiful you lookin' baby The style is ragga, makin' these guys look crazy Everything about you from head to toe Whenever you walk in the room, baby you stop the show Wanna be there with you, back of you, when you a bend low Everybody know, so it goes Something special inna me jeans, baby, starts to grow Everytime you back your bump up, wind it slow People's facial reaction starts fi change Everytime dem a look upon your smilin' face There's a general consensus on your beautiful waist Make em all, like me, want that Two piece bikini, mami, looking really fine to me Gotta be your body, probably her Maybelline Make me want fi kiss, her touch is so sincere Take her to the top while I steer from the rear I love it when she take her time to put it on me (Fifty-one, so original) I love it, 'cause she go down, down, down She the queen around town, town, town She got me sideways She the superman down for me, I say Got me hittin' triple digits on the highway You could be my Ms. Parker on my Fridays (Mmm, well-a-well, uh-uh, she make me what?, listen) Well I remember this girl once before Ripe and ready, when she walk through my door You are not a joke to me, know that for sure Said she ready for the boom, bang, boy Gal, me tell ya dis She want the whole of the Boogie, She love me status and me text her She love the way I divide and conquer I make she feel good, I make she feel good, girl End