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Radio killer
Yeh,
Y'all think they can handle this one man
Alright
Call the radio and tell them its your song (its your song, its your song, its your song, its your song)
Girl come on (girl come on, girl come on,)
Cuz im your baby, im your baby, im your baby, im your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
Met this little girl, she was off the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding and winding against my leg
She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
Sexy pumps on, toenails red
Your bodys a gun baby, pop me full of lead
It hard to hold you when you move and vogue a
Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
A pulp main fiction, its an addiction
To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
And while mamma play bingo, she ride man dingo
She dont give a damn if im married or single
She makes me tingle
Cuz shawty im your baby, im your baby, im your baby, im your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
Ses she like Hip-Hop and R&B
Her life time goal is to be on TV
She looking for a man that could give her a break
Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
Im really not sure if her breasts are fake
Put sum whip cream on em, they taste just like cake
We drink some beer, cider, daddy 64
She shot me in the back with cupids arrow
We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
Pulled up her dress n she let me peep that
Im Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
Bought her some dessert, give a damn if its early
Head spinnin around like roller derby
Everything about her says you dont deserve me
I hope im worthy
Cuz shawty im your baby, im your baby, im your baby, im your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby
(Cuz im your baby)
She looking for sumthing like me?
cuz he aint nothing like me (no)
You can search but you never gonna find
A love thats quite like mine (no)
Need a man that can love you good
And treat you like he should
With me shawty you da shit
He might be good but he aint like this
Cuz im your baby
In the back of the pickup, clothes the rip up
She see my chrome wheels, it gets more reel
Running and laughing, music blasting
Side over the road, bent over crashing
Mouth all dry, can feel the urge
If you see my mama, dont say a word
The cops wanna know im a words are slurred
Dont ask me officer ask her
Wanna another drink baby she like sure
Wanna hit the club she like I dotn care
She all in the rearview doin her hair
Hairspray and lip gloss everywhere
This all happens on an average day
Your life is a trip girl, im here to stay
Never had a girl make me feel this way
Even tho I had to pay
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comCuz shawty im your baby, im your baby, im your baby, im your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
Im your baby, your baby