| Lyrics: | Where the ladies at?
Clarkworld baby
Uh, uh
(4x)
It's the R baby
It's the god baby
(1st verse)
I got rhymes I love to bust looking for a club
to rush
It's like thugs will rush the illustrious
We all love to touch the voluptuous
It's a must that we lust, plus we love to crush
Women pose, from timberland's to feminine
clothes
Check there portfolios and put'em in centerfolds
Pen explode, draw crowds respond
re-el
I stay calm as hell surrounded by bombshells
Careful as I get near'em, stand near
and compare'em
Or all girl heirem, I'm the man with the serum
Assets, probably dressed but
still bear'em
It seem like they wear'em, just for me to tear'em
In quakes I see more
things shake then spring break
It's like a dream state, perfect shape same date
You got a
lot to give and look how hot it is, you so provocative
and it's your prerogative. Baby bounce.
(Chorus)
Ladies, nothing but the finest ones
The lavishist ones, the ain't
hard to findest ones
From the boldest to the shy-ist ones
Which city got the livest ones
New York, L.A., Atlanta, V.A., Miami, D.C., tell me!
(2nd verse)
Bon Jour,
baby here go my brochure
Give me a phone call, I'll show you the whole store
It's so raw,
I'll have your world in all
You wanna know how much the whole package go for?
My
spectactale, like a festival, it's majestical, special guest for you
Ready to party hard the
party's in yards to the mardygraud
Rap say on's, please give you a body massage
Rock jams,
have you hot in your pants and nasty
Forbidden dance with me? Or tickle your there see
Let
Ra take you on a ron day vue
Coupl |
