Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes Baby take off your clothes
no otha nigga do ya quite like me I put ya down in tha bedroom Ask Bout me! [Chorus: x3] Baby Take Off Them Clothes And show me sumthin mama Baby take off them clothes
off I dona??t have to say nothing the hoes just take they clothes off And if this what hard work gets me then I never take a day off Aint outkast but
take your clothes off shawty Would take your clothes off shawty Would take your clothes off shawty Turn off the light Would take your clothes off shawty Would take your clothes off shawty Would take your clothes off shawty Turn off
eminem] I make music to make you sick of fake music Hate music like devil worshippin satan music So say your prayers, your hail mary's and jesuses Take
best It's the G-O-D it's god-des) Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Where my girls at? I know you love this track You got your stereo set to play it back
no ameuter She do it for, only I can handle She do it for me, she do it for me Only I can handle her [Verse 2: Bow Wow] Take ya clothes off baby, strike
wet while I'm kissing your neck? No time for games Gone head girl take your clothes off Beat it from the back While I'm gipping your waist Pulling on your
like bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay I hear em sayin, "She can get it" like everyday If you don't wanna lose him, keep your man on a leash Cause if
(feat. Bow Wow, Hurricane Chris) Picture Perfect Hurricane Chris Bow Weezy Chris Brown Remix Goo You might've seen her on every cover Of every
Eminem] I make music to make you sick of fake music Hate music like devil worshippin Satan music So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's and Jesuses Take
when I'm kissing your neck No time for games gon head girl take your clothes off Beat it from the back while I'm gripping your waist pulling on your
while I'm kissing your neck. No time for games go head girl, take your clothes off. Beat it from the back while I'm gripping your waist. Pulling on your
look like bugs bunny all your raps are old ancient as a mummy your house is so scummy your clothes are so bummy but now with your hit record all i want is your