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2 Fine Lyrics - Artist : T-Pain
[T-Pain:]
Ooh (ooh), yeah Yeah Oh yeah (yeah) Heeeyy (yeah) Oh yeah (yeah) Heeeyy Oooh (woo) Ay (woo, woo, woo) Man I got a problem with my baby, right She too fine everytime I see my baby like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Hey, have you ever seen an ass that'll make you Put you dick up on the cake like a baker (God damn) She gotta rock it now, shock it like a taser And she my girl but I still wanna pay her like oooh Tip her like a waiter 'cause ain't no other bitches servin' nothin' greater Coulda, shoulda, woulda 'bout to get up in that cooter Put her on a pedestal, she might just take your bitch to school and oooh Baby let's get it on Them other niggas had it but they did it wrong I be on the same shit that Diddy on She suck that dick good she gon' get a home (Oooh) Put a whole fuckin' bag in her bag She don't hit the club 'til she say she kill the bag Now them lame niggas seeing what they coulda had But that ain't my problem But I got a problem with my baby, right She too fine everytime I see my baby like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Have you ever seen an ass that'll make you Put you dick up on the cake like a baker, like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Now she'll rock it now, shock it like a taser And she my girl but I still wanna pay her like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh How did you know? Bitch how did you know? How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show (Oooh) Got that booty bouncin' on the floor How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) [Ty Dolla $ign:] Ah, yeah Shawty got a vibe, shawty got a vibe My shawty gassed up Kickin' off a Phantom Coupe ain't got no roof, coupe ain't got no roof Smoking and riding My bitch like to ride it Shawty too lit, keep a jay lit She my favorite, yeah, yeah We gon' blow the ounce She gon' make it bounce Sexin' on the couch (Yeah, yeah) Hit it from the front, hit it from the side, hit it from the pipe (Yeah, yeah) I've been in the cut, we been layed up, shawty bad as fuck [T-Pain:] But I got a problem with my baby, right She too fine everytime I see my baby like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Have you ever seen an ass that'll make you Put you dick up on the cake like a baker, like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Now she'll rock it now, shock it like a taser And she my girl but I still wanna pay her like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh How did you know? Bitch how did you know? How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show, Oooh Got that booty bouncin' on the floor How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) I'm a prop that ass up on a table And bust it open cause I can and I'm able And when I'm done she gon' swear she disabled She watch the footage like it's air and no cable, like Oooh Jose Cuervo She wanna fuck on top of my paper Yeah You know I got her squirtin' She tried to drop that pussy on me, tryin' to to hurt me like Oooh baby Get in there I walked right up in heaven when I went in there Put a plate up on that pussy, that's my dinner there Thought I told you baby all I do is win in there Oooh Put a whole fuckin' bag in her bag She don't hit the club 'til she say she kill the bag Now them lame niggas seeing what they coulda had But that ain't my problem But I got a problem with my baby, right She too fine everytime I see my baby like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Everytime my bitch comin' out the bathroom Butt naked 'round the house God that ass lookin' Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Have you ever seen an ass that'll make you Put you dick up on the cake like a baker, like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Now she'll rock it now, shock it like a taser And she my girl but I still wanna pay her like Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh (oh yeah) Oooh How did you know? Bitch how did you know? How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show, Oooh Got that booty bouncin' on the floor How low, low can you go? Just hold on for the show Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Oooh (it's lit), Oooh (it's lit) Ooooh |
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