[Intro: Pastor Troy]

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl

Ha-ha, ha-ha



[Chorus]

[PT:] Oooooooh

[Jade:] Baby what' your name?

[PT:] Oooooooh

[Jade:] Are you wearin Bugle Boy jeans?

[PT:] (Hell naw!) Oooooooh

[Jade:] I heard you was from Atlanta

[PT:] Oooooooh

[Jade:] But baby please excuse my manners, I just wanna know

Are we cuttin'?!

Are we cuttin'?!

Are we cuttin'?!

[PT::] Oooooooh

Hell yea, yeah yeah yea

Oooooooh

She won't see tomorrow, if I don't cut tonight



[Verse 1 - Pastor Troy]

Yeah, Friday night (yeah)

Yeah, ballin' holmes (yeah)

Got a nigga smellin' fresh as a rose

Grab my kicks and tuck my clothes (cause y'all!)

There's a knife, and this is the life

Pastorrr, ya take me how ya love that?

Let a nigga see that pussy crack, where you at? (uh)

The dance flo' (yeah) that's my shit (yeah)

Baby girl let ya hair down

Show a nigga what you workin' wit, twurkin' wit

I ammm low-key

You don't wanna leave? (c'mon baby)

You don't wanna go back to the sweet (c'mon)

Let you caress my feet, huh

Now what you wanna know?





[Chorus]



[Verse 2 - Pastor Troy]

Off the chain!

Damn! Damn boo

Where ya been all my lifetime?

Let me fuck ya till the sun shine (uh huh) uh huh (uh huh)

What I do? (whoaa) Mind my bizz

No I can't take ya home wit me

Baby girl, it is what it is

Saturday morn' (damn!) damn I'm weak

Knew wassup when you came to the room

Talkin' about getting' some free chee-ba!

The-truth, Charline got loose

Sorry, but all I need