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Correct Holla Back Lyrics
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(feat. Carl Thomas) [Verse 1] Yeah Shiny lips, round hips, I love dat I know you tired of them cats wit that old rap In ya face,breath stink, you can't think He wanna take you home cause you bought you a drink It's a trip, but don't trip Come flip Wit this big 'ol playboy That's only if Ya down Ya wit it wit it,let's hit the city Come roll wit it And you ain't got to spend a penny In ya fendy outfit It's so tight You so right I wanna kick it wit you all night Hope you Like me like that I know I Can make you come right back A girl like you can get me on the right track Hold up, forget I even said that Wassup mama, you know where my head's at Take ya time, when you ready baby holla back [Chorus] Since I saw you I've only want to just to know you Give you the best of me I employ you But I won't play no fool to adore you Could you holla back at me [Verse 2] Let's take a trip, lets get away, a few days To a beach house,champagne everyday Hot sand between ya toes Ya skin smell sweet ma, just like a rose I wanna get to know you better Let's take a stroll Forget about that club hoppin That shit is old Me and you connectin' from the soul Make love with protection That's how it goes(Since I saw you) Wanna be, wit you Tell me what you wanna do Keep it hot, and I can keep it brand new Feel me, and I'ma try to feel you Wake up in the morning and see the real you Hope we can stay on the same page Hope we make love every single day Don't-we-got-this-now All you need to do is holla at me [Chorus] Since I saw you I've only want just to know you Give you the best of me I employ you But I won't play no fool to adore you Could you holla back at me [Verse 3] Baby girl Hot girl My girl Fa sho girl We can make this me and yo' world Don't stop Make it hit the floor girl The more you do it I love it even more girl Got me talking 'bout you all in my flow girl Got me lookin for you all at my show girl Don't think, I can take it any mo' Don't know why I'm trippin',baby I got plenty mo' Dime pieces, but one like you I can't explain this thing that I'm going through Something that you doing got me comin back ma Take my number, when you ready holla back [Chorus x2] [ad libs until the end]
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