Freaky in the Club R. Kelly

[Intro]
Yeah, get freaky in the club
Ladies, it's your boyfriend
Come on

[Chorus]
Girl, let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it, girl, don't stop
Come on, baby
Gettin' freaky in the club
Girl, let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go boomba
The way you windin' it, girl, dont stop
Come on, baby
Gettin' freaky in the club (get freaky)
Gettin' freaky in the club (get freaky)
Gettin' freaky in the club (get freaky)
Gettin' freaky in the club (get freaky)

[Verse 1]
That money, with the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness, girl, you're so freaky, you're so freaky (oh)
Girl, and the way you flexing that G-string
Girl, you got me tossing this money
I got hotel keys, wanna leave with me
Then baby girl hop inside
'Bout to show you how R. Kells ride
Baby, what I got on my mind
I hope the same thing is on your mind
Tryna get you somewhere and grind
Because you're so fine
And I just wanna have a good time, girl