5 Fingaz to the Face
You know I flaunt ya
Cause girl I really want ya
And you're looking nice
Got me cooler than a bag of ice
Now freeze, freeze, freeze
Now go
Drop it fast and move it real slow
Oh!
What?
You smell so fruity
I'm a pirate and you're my booty (argh!)
So move it in close
And let me have my daily dose
Girl, I've been thinking bout you,
Thinking bout me
What cha think about it?
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (Oh it's like that)
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face
I love Martina, Vanessa and Georgina
It's the ladies choice
So imma make sure to make some noise
Oh oh
And now we're sweating
Got my turbo engine revving (vroom)
They stop and stare
All the haters think it's just not fair
But I'm 6 foot 1 and I'm tons of fun
And I'm about to put this club in gear
So fellas grab a cup (what)
All my ladies, you know what's up (yeah)
Put your hands to the sky if you're feeling fly
And tell me that you (what)
Coz I'm the man in charge
And you know I'm living large
I've got a big, white house
And a fancy yacht
And a garage full of classic cars
What you talking bout boy (oh calm down)
I know you don't think you can just
Come up here and buy me (come on)
You know what I got for you
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (hahaha)
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (yeah)
Oh!
Cause girl I really want ya
And you're looking nice
Got me cooler than a bag of ice
Now freeze, freeze, freeze
Now go
Drop it fast and move it real slow
Oh!
What?
You smell so fruity
I'm a pirate and you're my booty (argh!)
So move it in close
And let me have my daily dose
Girl, I've been thinking bout you,
Thinking bout me
What cha think about it?
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (Oh it's like that)
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face
I love Martina, Vanessa and Georgina
It's the ladies choice
So imma make sure to make some noise
Oh oh
And now we're sweating
Got my turbo engine revving (vroom)
They stop and stare
All the haters think it's just not fair
But I'm 6 foot 1 and I'm tons of fun
And I'm about to put this club in gear
So fellas grab a cup (what)
All my ladies, you know what's up (yeah)
Put your hands to the sky if you're feeling fly
And tell me that you (what)
Coz I'm the man in charge
And you know I'm living large
I've got a big, white house
And a fancy yacht
And a garage full of classic cars
What you talking bout boy (oh calm down)
I know you don't think you can just
Come up here and buy me (come on)
You know what I got for you
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (hahaha)
5 fingaz to the face
5 fingaz to the face (yeah)
Oh!
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Writer(s): Eric Peter Goldman, Michael Thomas Corcoran, Daniel J. Schneider
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