[Intro]
It's something about ya, girl
That just makes my head wanna twirl
Ooh, you got me wantin' to tell all them other girls
There's nothing else better on this world
The moment I seen her—
[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
[Verse 1: Nardo Wick & Sexyy Red]
That lil' shit got my head twirlin', what she tryna do to me?
Real short shorts, I see the dimples in her booty meat
And she not no borin' one, what she do excite me
Is you her lil' whoopty-woo? Uh, bitch, I might be
It's somethin' 'bout her swag, it's somethin' 'bout her ass
It's somethin' 'bout when we fuck, the way she call me dad
It's somethin' 'bout her, uh, it's somethin' 'bout her, yeah
It's somethin' 'bout her super grippin', take a nigga breath
I want the cookies in your cookie jar, come and give me kiss, mwah
That oochie make a nigga sing, la-la-la-la
I got that oochie in a headlock, run away, won't get far (Yeah, yeah, huh?)
And I'll go to war 'bout it, fah-fah-fah-fah (Go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy)
It's something about ya, girl
That just makes my head wanna twirl
Ooh, you got me wantin' to tell all them other girls
There's nothing else better on this world
The moment I seen her—
[Chorus: Nardo Wick]
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
It's somethin' 'bout my bitch I love, I can't put my finger on it
[Verse 1: Nardo Wick & Sexyy Red]
That lil' shit got my head twirlin', what she tryna do to me?
Real short shorts, I see the dimples in her booty meat
And she not no borin' one, what she do excite me
Is you her lil' whoopty-woo? Uh, bitch, I might be
It's somethin' 'bout her swag, it's somethin' 'bout her ass
It's somethin' 'bout when we fuck, the way she call me dad
It's somethin' 'bout her, uh, it's somethin' 'bout her, yeah
It's somethin' 'bout her super grippin', take a nigga breath
I want the cookies in your cookie jar, come and give me kiss, mwah
That oochie make a nigga sing, la-la-la-la
I got that oochie in a headlock, run away, won't get far (Yeah, yeah, huh?)
And I'll go to war 'bout it, fah-fah-fah-fah (Go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy, go, Sexyy)
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