Little girl I love when she talks to me Got to smile When she walks that walk with me I want the girl But I want a lot Might cross my mind But that's where it stops
That bitch ain't a part of me No that bitch ain't a part of me I said no that bitch ain't a part of me No that bitch ain't a part of me
I love the girl I'm loving the dress she wears She's got a hold Got a hold of my neck Oh yeah I wanna cry The way that she moves I want the girl But not what she's going through
She was so friendly I had one too many And I let her tempt me She was rubbing up against me But I swear, it never meant a thing She was just a fling Cause no other woman does it like you