I pull up in my whip see this lil shawty
Rolled down my window just so I can talk to that girl
Oh that girl that girl
Oh that girl oh that girl oh that girl

Her body was a heater she say
She a libra she had them tig o bities
Hotter than her beat she
Got some leggings on with some
Shades like a diva an on top of that
She hopped out her own sweater
Damn oh damn if I get this girl I
Know I'll be the man like damn oh
Damn let me get yo number so I
Can call you

Let me take you out
(let me take you out) baby girl you
A cutie (girl you a cutie)
Let me take you out (let me take you out)
To a dinner and a movie aye
Aye we ain't gotta go home (we ain't gotta go home)
It ain't all
About yo booty (it ain't all
About yo booty) let me take you out
Let me take you out let me take
You out let me take you out

When the clock strikes 9 come on outside
Imma pick you u up (Imma pick you u up)
We gonna have a good time
Imma charm yo ass girl until u
Get enough (til u get enough)
(Don't stop til I get enough)
Her back with my hands in her head
Ooh she looking for trouble she
Find it rite here touching friendly
On the highway headed back to
My place now we in the drive
Way now she walking in

Writer : HARGIS, REGINALD / COBY, KENNETH / SMITH, PATRICK / HALL, SEAN / JACKSON, BRYAN / WOODS, DONQUEZ / DUNCAN, HAROLD / MATTOX, LAKEEM
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC