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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Stimme und Gesang
Kevin McCall
Kevin McCall
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Amber Streeter
Amber Streeter
Songwriter:in
Kevin McCall
Kevin McCall
Songwriter:in
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter:in
Christopher Whitacre
Christopher Whitacre
Songwriter:in
Justin Henderson
Justin Henderson
Songwriter:in
Joseph Bereal, Jr.
Joseph Bereal, Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tha Bizness
Tha Bizness
Produzent:in
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jesus Garnica
Jesus Garnica
Produzent:in
Doug Geikie
Doug Geikie
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mischtechniker:in
Trehy Harris
Trehy Harris
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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
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Christopher John Whitacre, Justin Keith Henderson, Amber Denise Streeter, Kevin L. Mccall, Joseph A. Bereal Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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