Teksty: ABS. The One And Only.
(Japanese bonus track)
[Chorus] Hey boy, you know I really wanna get with you, baby just tell me what I gotta do, all I know is that you are the one and only boy for me, you know I really wanna get with you. Baby just tell me what I gotta do, all I know is that you are the one and only.
Yo, hey yo, hey yo
it's way past p.m. revin' on the road when it really hit me, I'm looking for the answer a regular girl, not hump-me-all-day on the cellular girl.
To concerned with the wrong things
rolling with the name Ching Ching
got game, keep the fame and the bling
put the face on, play the part thru the shirt, and put the shades on me.
I gotta do, work it and to know who I wanna be, I don't wanna just slam like Beanie Man. uh uh.
Don't be fooled ma
I'll point out the wrongs, I don't wanna think twice when I wanna act once.
For some I'm the opportunity, soon to be, roll with me, can't you see, can't you see
cos what got me here
got the heart like a kid.
when ya finally appear, baby I can spot you anywhere sing the hook ma.
[Chorus]
I don't want what they got, NO
got my plate full when I wanna get on the floor, oh my god YO
that's a body body, ain't nobody body, touching you.
I don't mind if I do
You make me sit up and get up, you call me Abs boo.
You make me go WOAH.
You can take it so FAR.
Here's a thought feeling the spot, like sonar
sing the hook ma.
[Chorus]
I don't wanna loose my cool, that's the rule.
I just wanna hit the floor, that's for sure (whoop, whoop) you doing wha?
Banging on my mind when I was find.
My intent is hot like Miami, now chase the skirt and huh uh
Your for certain huh uh. cmon.
Drop the race for the looks they chase another face for the database time to get erased.
Cmon I gotta bag one, living in the real world, you can have my tour pass, we can make it last girl.
I can be the guide, on the ride y'all, all the groupies and whoopies pick a side y'all.
The one who never gave a damn about the rap show, CD's and the clothes
You 50% of my life, but that's the right type of math.
Mr. Abs makes ya laugh, cmon
[chorus]
repeat 3 times
(Thanks to Danielle for these lyrics)
[Chorus] Hey boy, you know I really wanna get with you, baby just tell me what I gotta do, all I know is that you are the one and only boy for me, you know I really wanna get with you. Baby just tell me what I gotta do, all I know is that you are the one and only.
Yo, hey yo, hey yo
it's way past p.m. revin' on the road when it really hit me, I'm looking for the answer a regular girl, not hump-me-all-day on the cellular girl.
To concerned with the wrong things
rolling with the name Ching Ching
got game, keep the fame and the bling
put the face on, play the part thru the shirt, and put the shades on me.
I gotta do, work it and to know who I wanna be, I don't wanna just slam like Beanie Man. uh uh.
Don't be fooled ma
I'll point out the wrongs, I don't wanna think twice when I wanna act once.
For some I'm the opportunity, soon to be, roll with me, can't you see, can't you see
cos what got me here
got the heart like a kid.
when ya finally appear, baby I can spot you anywhere sing the hook ma.
[Chorus]
I don't want what they got, NO
got my plate full when I wanna get on the floor, oh my god YO
that's a body body, ain't nobody body, touching you.
I don't mind if I do
You make me sit up and get up, you call me Abs boo.
You make me go WOAH.
You can take it so FAR.
Here's a thought feeling the spot, like sonar
sing the hook ma.
[Chorus]
I don't wanna loose my cool, that's the rule.
I just wanna hit the floor, that's for sure (whoop, whoop) you doing wha?
Banging on my mind when I was find.
My intent is hot like Miami, now chase the skirt and huh uh
Your for certain huh uh. cmon.
Drop the race for the looks they chase another face for the database time to get erased.
Cmon I gotta bag one, living in the real world, you can have my tour pass, we can make it last girl.
I can be the guide, on the ride y'all, all the groupies and whoopies pick a side y'all.
The one who never gave a damn about the rap show, CD's and the clothes
You 50% of my life, but that's the right type of math.
Mr. Abs makes ya laugh, cmon
[chorus]
repeat 3 times
(Thanks to Danielle for these lyrics)
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