Album : Beg For Mercy
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Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got
You got, you got what I need
Now shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up
Girl shake that thang
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

It's somethin' about your style
It's somethin' about your smile
It's somethin' about you making me want you right now
If you don't like me, then don't listen to me
Lord knows I spit that G
That have you coming out your clothes
I'm a professional when I become sexual
You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend next to you
Don't it sound like phone sex
Kinky when I talk switch the slang

Partner tell that nigga from New York
Shorty, come ride on my roller coaster
Porn star stamina, I try not to damage ya
Unlimited tongue action 'til you're climaxin'
Foreplay, you can have it your way
I follow directions, whoa, your jiggling baby
Back shots have your whole back wiggling crazy
After sipping on Nightrain, that potent pipe game
I have you saying "Slow down baby"

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby it's hard to look and don't touch
Girl the way you strut and dressed in your Von Dutch
I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me
Or the way that ass bounce when you move your body
I'm parked outside in the blue Denali
There's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it
Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear
I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl

You need a thug that can handle that
One dose'll make you go
And put my name on your back
Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you
Just tell 'em you my boo
And show 'em your tattoo
Ooh! Don't hurt nobody baby
When you drop to the ground and drive me crazy
I done been around the world, and I finally found ya
Now back that ass up and let me get behind ya

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style

Baby you've got a hell of a first impression
Making me wanna ask you a personal question
Like, "Are you flexible?" and "How do you like it?"
Give me a little input, I'm not a psychic
'Cuz you can exit as soon as you get the okay
You got a body like Nicole Ray, hey
I need a drink, I'll be right back
But before I go, do that little dance
Yeah, just like that

It's late, I have to score
"This blue drink tastes good, don't it?"
"Sure it does, now have some more"
I'm deep, but she got her ladies with her
So bring 'em, I'll call ya a babysitter
So we can hit the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
I'm contemplatin' how my time's spent
'Cuz I'm bent, and I'm as hard as a brick, love
You move like you work in a strip club

(Baby you got)
Hips that hypnotize
When you walk I can't help
But watch you shake
I love the way you shake
(Baby you got)
Hips that make a nigga fantasize
I could spend a day lost in your eyes

(Baby you got)
Some kind of control on me
Feels like you got a hold on me
(Baby you got)
My imagination running wild
Infatuated with your physical
Damn, I like your style
Baby you got, you got   You got, you got what I want   Baby you got, you got   You got, you got what I need   Now shake that thang   Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up   Girl shake that thang   Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it up      (Baby you got)   Hips that hypnotize   When you walk I can't help   But watch you shake   I love the way you shake   (Baby you got)   Hips that make a nigga fantasize   I could spend a day lost in your eyes      (Baby you got)   Some kind of control on me   Feels like you got a hold on me   (Baby you got)   My imagination running wild   Infatuated with your physical   Damn, I like your style      It's somethin' about your style   It's somethin' about your smile   It's somethin' about you making me want you right now   If you don't like me, then don't listen to me   Lord knows I spit that G   That have you coming out your clothes   I'm a professional when I become sexual   You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend next to you   Don't it sound like phone sex   Kinky when I talk switch the slang      Partner tell that nigga from New York   Shorty, come ride on my roller coaster   Porn star stamina, I try not to damage ya   Unlimited tongue action 'til you're climaxin'   Foreplay, you can have it your way   I follow directions, whoa, your jiggling baby   Back shots have your whole back wiggling crazy   After sipping on Nightrain, that potent pipe game   I have you saying "Slow down baby"      (Baby you got)   Hips that hypnotize   When you walk I can't help   But watch you shake   I love the way you shake   (Baby you got)   Hips that make a nigga fantasize   I could spend a day lost in your eyes      (Baby you got)   Some kind of control on me   Feels like you got a hold on me   (Baby you got)   My imagination running wild   Infatuated with your physical   Damn, I like your style      Baby it's hard to look and don't touch   Girl the way you strut and dressed in your Von Dutch   I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me   Or the way that ass bounce when you move your body   I'm parked outside in the blue Denali   There's room for two, just me and you, if you 'bout it   Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear   I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl      You need a thug that can handle that   One dose'll make you go   And put my name on your back   Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you   Just tell 'em you my boo   And show 'em your tattoo   Ooh! Don't hurt nobody baby   When you drop to the ground and drive me crazy   I done been around the world, and I finally found ya   Now back that ass up and let me get behind ya      (Baby you got)   Hips that hypnotize   When you walk I can't help   But watch you shake   I love the way you shake   (Baby you got)   Hips that make a nigga fantasize   I could spend a day lost in your eyes      (Baby you got)   Some kind of control on me   Feels like you got a hold on me   (Baby you got)   My imagination running wild   Infatuated with your physical   Damn, I like your style      Baby you've got a hell of a first impression   Making me wanna ask you a personal question   Like, "Are you flexible?" and "How do you like it?"   Give me a little input, I'm not a psychic   'Cuz you can exit as soon as you get the okay   You got a body like Nicole Ray, hey   I need a drink, I'll be right back   But before I go, do that little dance   Yeah, just like that      It's late, I have to score   "This blue drink tastes good, don't it?"   "Sure it does, now have some more"   I'm deep, but she got her ladies with her   So bring 'em, I'll call ya a babysitter   So we can hit the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn   I'm contemplatin' how my time's spent   'Cuz I'm bent, and I'm as hard as a brick, love   You move like you work in a strip club      (Baby you got)   Hips that hypnotize   When you walk I can't help   But watch you shake   I love the way you shake   (Baby you got)   Hips that make a nigga fantasize   I could spend a day lost in your eyes      (Baby you got)   Some kind of control on me   Feels like you got a hold on me   (Baby you got)   My imagination running wild   Infatuated with your physical   Damn, I like your style