| LL 2x
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| (American dream 2x i see ya J)
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| Radio killer
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| Yeh
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| Y’all think they can handle this one man
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| Alright 3x
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| Call the radio and tell 'em this your song (this your song, this your song,
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| this your song, this your song)
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| Girl come on (girl come on, girl come on,)
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| Cuz im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby
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| I Met this little girl, she was off the hook
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| I got cold chills when her body shook
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| Hot sex on the platter no need to cook
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| I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
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| Had her grinding and winding against my leg
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| She messin with my head, wanna play in the bed
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| Sexy pumps on, toenails red
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| Your bodys a gun baby, pump me full of lead
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| It hard to hold you when you movin' vulgar
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| Peace sign on your eyes like John Travolta
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| My pulp ain’t fiction, it’s an addiction
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| To see your booty clap on the floor in the kitchen
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| Nasty girl, taught me all the lingo
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| While mama play bingo, she ride mandingo
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| She dont give a damn if im married or single
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| She makes me tingle
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| Shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby
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| She likes Hip-Hop and R&B
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| Her life time goal is to be on TV
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| She looking for a man that could give her a break
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| Like Usher or Justin Timberlake
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| Im really not sure if her breasts are fake
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| Cuz wit whipped cream on em, they taste just like cake
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| We drink some beer, inside of daddy’s '64
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| She shot me in the back with cupids arrow
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| We finish the 6-pac, she push the seat back
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| Pulled up her dress n she let me peep that
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| Im Drunk as a skunk, feeling all dirty
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| Truck stop bathroom at 7:30
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| Bought her some dessert, give a damn if its early
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| Head spinnin around like roller derby
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| Everything about her says you dont deserve me
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| I hope im worthy
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| Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby
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| (Cuz im your baby)
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| You need somethin' like me? |
| (yea)
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| Cuz he ain’t nothin' like me (no)
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| You can search but you never gone find (no)
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| A love thats quite like mine (no)
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| Need a man that can love you good
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| And treat you like he should
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| With me shawty you the shit
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| He might be good but he ain’t like this
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| Cuz im your baby
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| In the back of the pickup, clothes are rip up
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| She see my chrome wheels, it gets more real
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| Running and laughing, music blasting
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| Side over the road, bent over crashing
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| Mouth all dry, can feel the urge
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| If you see my mama, dont say a word
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| The cops wanna know im a word are slurred
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| Dont ask me officer ask her
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| Wanna another drink baby she like sure
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| Wanna hit the club she like I dont curr
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| She all in the rearview doin her hurr
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| Hairspray and lip gloss everywhurr
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| This all happens on an average day
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| Your life is a trip girl, im here to stay
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| Never had a girl make me feel this way
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| Even tho I had to pay
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| Cuz shawty im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby, your baby, your baby
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| Im your baby, your baby |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Your Song, artist - Relaxing Instrumental Jazz Ensemble. Album song Chill Music, in the genre Релакс