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Pretty Ricky
Miscellaneous
Your Body
Yes Sir
Yes Sir
Yes Sir
Yes Sir


(Chourus)
I got new shoes on the ride(yes sir)
Rollin' down 95(yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes(yes sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie(yes sir)
And we ain't goota make love(yes sir)
And we can just cudle up(yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up(yes sir
Then dammit, I'll beat it up(yes sir)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)


(Baby Blue)
I don't know why, but the ladies call ol' baby blue the sticker
They take me and rape and make me they victim
I lick em' and freak em' if they married then see ya
If they look like wifey material, then I keep em'
Stuntin' through the city tryin to find a lady who Beautiful, but she gotta have booty too
Baby Blue gonna let you do what you wanna do
You can feel on it if you really want to
Get the taste of the salami
knock knock knock knock you down like a tsunami
bust in you like atomi-ee
I'mma ahead of my class gettin' head in the jag
look in the duffle bag see benjamin heads on the cash


(Chorus)
I got new shoes on the ride(yes sir)
Rollin' down 95(yes sir)
And you see it in my eyes(yes sir)
That I'm lookin' for a cutiepie(yes sir)
And we ain't gotta make love(yes sir)
And we can just cuddle uo(yes sir)
But if she want me to beat it up(yes sir
Then dammit I'll beat it up(yes sir)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)
My body, your body(it's burnin' up)


(Spectacular)
Top down blue star tag
Ol' master bear skin rugs in the jag
Spectac with the bad chick in the back
tryin' ta beat it up like an Everlast punching bag
hotter than a bisquick out of the oven
your baby mama go on missions to get this lovin
we kissin and huggin she never pick her phone
you be lookin for her while we doing the grown up
she complain when she she catch back spasms
but she loves when get the back to back orgasms yes sir, the game is automatic , give it to em' on time
They come backlike addicts


(Chourus)


(Slick em')
Well let me step up in this thang
Right lookin smellin good
lookin good Spec and Baby Blue and Pleasure Fool
That's all we got!
let me drop my top pull up in the parking lot
grab a grape soda bag of chips
that's all I got
park outside minglin wit' my homeboys
faked out fake hugs leave me alone boy
plus the candy lookin good enough to eat
you can tell by the way the girls actin
cross the street
but on the other hand
Just hit me on my metro
say a party in the park hard baby let's go
the balla tick no questions asked, so I jumped out the white jag
smooth like Shaq come on girl!


(Chorus)
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