Strip (feat. Kevin McCall)
Tha Biz, Tha Bizness
T-Take it off, I wanna love you
And err'ybody wanna touch you
You move it right, wanna see what's up under
Then back it up, beep-beep like a trucker
N-Nice thighs, nice waist
And you know I can't forget about your face
But don't none of that matter
I'm about to make your pockets fatter
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
Got my shades on, with my J's on
In the club with a pocket full of ones
This girl booty outta control
There she go, up and down the pole
Which one I'ma take home? (Take home)
Get my freak on (freak on)
If you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin'
You think I'm playin'? No, I'm not
Let me see you back it up and drop
Yeah, I wanna see your legs in the air
Baby, don't worry about your hair
All those tracks
I don't give a damn 'bout that
In the club, they play my song
Turn it up, play it all night long
If you think you can and you know you can
I'ma give you all this money, money, money
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip (oh, oh, oh)
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
Pants (pants), shirt (shirt), you could take it off (off)
Panties (pantie), bra (bra), you could take it off (off)
Red-bottom heels, you could take 'em, wait, wait
Leave 'em on 'cause I like my women tall
Y-Y-You got it, hot mama (mama), you're hotter than a sauna (sauna)
I want to peel them clothes off your body like a banana (like a banana)
The only reason I dress you in that designer (why you do that?)
Is to get you out that Dolce and Gabbana (ah)
I-I-I throw this money up (up), she watch it all fall (fall)
Toot that thang up (up), p-pop it for a boss
Anythin' you wantin', baby, you can have it all
Startin' with my last name, now they call you Mrs. McCall (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
T-Take it off, I wanna love you
And err'ybody wanna touch you
You move it right, wanna see what's up under
Then back it up, beep-beep like a trucker
N-Nice thighs, nice waist
And you know I can't forget about your face
But don't none of that matter
I'm about to make your pockets fatter
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
Got my shades on, with my J's on
In the club with a pocket full of ones
This girl booty outta control
There she go, up and down the pole
Which one I'ma take home? (Take home)
Get my freak on (freak on)
If you ain't freakin', we ain't speakin'
You think I'm playin'? No, I'm not
Let me see you back it up and drop
Yeah, I wanna see your legs in the air
Baby, don't worry about your hair
All those tracks
I don't give a damn 'bout that
In the club, they play my song
Turn it up, play it all night long
If you think you can and you know you can
I'ma give you all this money, money, money
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip (oh, oh, oh)
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
Pants (pants), shirt (shirt), you could take it off (off)
Panties (pantie), bra (bra), you could take it off (off)
Red-bottom heels, you could take 'em, wait, wait
Leave 'em on 'cause I like my women tall
Y-Y-You got it, hot mama (mama), you're hotter than a sauna (sauna)
I want to peel them clothes off your body like a banana (like a banana)
The only reason I dress you in that designer (why you do that?)
Is to get you out that Dolce and Gabbana (ah)
I-I-I throw this money up (up), she watch it all fall (fall)
Toot that thang up (up), p-pop it for a boss
Anythin' you wantin', baby, you can have it all
Startin' with my last name, now they call you Mrs. McCall (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Right now 'cause it's late, babe
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Girl, take your time with it
Girl, I just wanna see you strip
Goddamn, you sexy, for me
Goddamn, you sexy, baby
Goddamn, you sexy (oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna see you
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Christopher John Whitacre, Justin Keith Henderson, Amber Denise Streeter, Kevin L. Mccall, Joseph A. Bereal Jr.
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