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(Ku Tergoda) Hey! You's a classy girl

(Senyuman Manismu) Can you get nasty girl

(Ku Terpikat) Wanna get naughty yo' I'm down wit' it

(Kepadamu) If you back that thing up yo' I'm gon' hit it



Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow)

Yo, i make jams sure clubs gon' blast

Make em' freaks dance, lose g-strings fast

Yes i love as and flings that don't last

They call me a sophisticated thug like Rass Kass

Hey ma, looking like a million

Judging by the way you roam, is you half Italian?

Now my song be on, stir up the ambience

You my Destiny Child no need to look Beyond say

Whatchu wanna we can play how you wanna

No need to waste time and play virgin like Madonna

Me and you gon' hit town and paint red

And still keep it hiphop with throw ups and tags

Seen you up in mags you's a model right?

And you look mighty tight, walk like a model might

This Joe Dolomite now get ya' mind right

Me and B gon' get freaky tonight



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Verse 2 (Joe Flizzow)

Now it's bout time we bring you a club banger

Show you to party in a hiphop manner

Call me hiphop santa come sit on my lap

Ask your friends to come over they can hang with my cats

While you can tell me if you're naughty lil' thing

No i can't read minds but i know what you're thinking

Nasty intentions now party with me

And by the end of the night you gon' leave prolly wit' me

And know exactly why they call me Big Joe

And why i've got gurlies lined up like corn-rows, skirts up like Monroe

Lined out my condo, they bend like elbows

(Freaky?) that's for sure

And at height of the night yeah i love 'em too

Just remember that you never gonna be my boo

You know how we do if you come too party