
Rude Girl Katchafire
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[Intro: [?]]
Prototype
[Chorus: Katchafire]
Rude girl
Is a trouble to a man
Rude girl
I love the way you move me
I love it, love it so shake it one time
[Verse 1: Katchafire]
Rude girl you know she's got that look in her eyes
How she holds herself
I want a piece of her vibe
So natural, she's going to make you feel alive
Go and get it boy, get up and run to your surprise
[Chorus: Katchafire, [?]]
Rude girl (For real!)
Is a trouble to a man, oh yeah
Rude girl
I love the way you move me (I love it!)
I love it, love it, so shake it one time
[Verse 2: [?]]
[?]
See me dead
With all your style and fashion
And all the girls they off the head with a passion
Is it just because you work it out
Your body perfect
That's why you are a diva
Boys never come, never talk
They say they like it when you shake it
Body like a Coca-Cola bottle, they feel off it
Because of this prick
Now rude girl, you feel pretty girl chirpy
And they love it when you do the nitty-gritty
Katchafire, sing
Prototype
[Chorus: Katchafire]
Rude girl
Is a trouble to a man
Rude girl
I love the way you move me
I love it, love it so shake it one time
[Verse 1: Katchafire]
Rude girl you know she's got that look in her eyes
How she holds herself
I want a piece of her vibe
So natural, she's going to make you feel alive
Go and get it boy, get up and run to your surprise
[Chorus: Katchafire, [?]]
Rude girl (For real!)
Is a trouble to a man, oh yeah
Rude girl
I love the way you move me (I love it!)
I love it, love it, so shake it one time
[Verse 2: [?]]
[?]
See me dead
With all your style and fashion
And all the girls they off the head with a passion
Is it just because you work it out
Your body perfect
That's why you are a diva
Boys never come, never talk
They say they like it when you shake it
Body like a Coca-Cola bottle, they feel off it
Because of this prick
Now rude girl, you feel pretty girl chirpy
And they love it when you do the nitty-gritty
Katchafire, sing
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