The Way I Are - Remix
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!
Remember the time, baby
Yeah! Yeah!
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers (flowers, flowers)
But together we'd be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl
Baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go and touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Work it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm on?
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like, I like, I like
I ain't got no Visa (sa-sa-sa)
(Sa, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me
"Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was seven years old
It was a big-big world, but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By 11, smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich, so we were out to make that steady figure
Once, I was 11 years old, my daddy told me
"Go get yourself a wife, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was 11 years old
Once, I was 11 years old
Yeah! Yeah!
Remember the time, baby
Yeah! Yeah!
I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers (flowers, flowers)
But together we'd be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl
Baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go and touch, you can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Work it out 'til we get it right
Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm on?
I don't need the G's or the car keys
Boy I like you just the way you are
Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like, I like, I like
I ain't got no Visa (sa-sa-sa)
(Sa, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa, sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
I ain't got no Visa (sa)
Once, I was seven years old, my mama told me
"Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was seven years old
It was a big-big world, but we thought we were bigger
Pushing each other to the limits, we were learning quicker
By 11, smoking herb and drinking burning liquor
Never rich, so we were out to make that steady figure
Once, I was 11 years old, my daddy told me
"Go get yourself a wife, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was 11 years old
Once, I was 11 years old
Credits
Writer(s): Keri Lynn Hilson, John M. Maultsby, Timothy Z. Mosley, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Garland Waverly Mosley Jr., Bale'wa M. Muhammad, Candice Clotiel Nelson
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