Shawty rock to the beat for ya boy
Shawty
Do it
Rock to the beat for ya boy
Radio killa, killa, killa

Shawty fly, shawty tight
Shoulda stayed there all night
With you (you) with you
I missed ya, picked ya
Now its time I
Get back up with you (you) girl with you
Oh yeah
We used to kick up at the park
Now she's all growwn up (up)
Rockin them stilettos
Jumpin up outta that mercedes truck (truck)

It was Keisha
It was Sonya
It was Tonya
It was Monique
It was Nece
It was Keke
Now I see you at twenty three
All I can say is

[Chorus]
Ahhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhh
And I don't need no more for this here
'Cause shawty right there is a ten, a ten
Shawty you a ten
A ten
Shawty you a ten
A ten
Shawty you a ten
A ten

Need your keys
So waltz on me
Burberry fragrance on my shirt from when she
(oh) me
Hard as a rock from when she touched me
Thinkin' now that she would've loved me
What it is, what it ain't, tell me what to do
I know I'm late but destiny brought me back to you
Time went by turned you into a butterfly
So I say hello, tell yo *** goodbye

It was Keisha
It was Sonya
It was Tonya
It was Monique
It was Nece
It was Keke
Now that I see you at twenty three
All I can say is

[Chorus]

If she fine, if shawty is a dime
You should tip her, you should tip her
If she go, and you love her
You should tip her, you should tip her
If she fix you eggs and grits in the morning
You should tip her, you should tip her
Pancakes with the bacon on the side
(you should tip me, you should tip me)

Shawty rock to the beat for ya boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock to the beat for ya boy
Now to see you at twenty three all I can say is

[Chorus]

Writer : JACKSON, JOHN DAVID / UNKNOWN CO-WRITER,
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing