Lyrics:

t bitch you was glancin onIf she leaves with me, no chance that her pants is onNo bra no panties onMake me suck the same tha
ng that my hand be onRedbone big bitch with a sandy toneWe gone, South Beach in the Miami zoneDamn she wrong, bad little can
dy coneOne head nod from me she out the doorOne head job from her she out the doorBack to the beach, back yo, the line oAll
bullshit aside she's a cold pieceThe type to might go search the whole beachThe type to might go out and bring back somethin
wildScreamin, fuck me fuck me fuck me!!![Chorus:][Toi:]Sexy walkin with that attitude, you lookin at me, I'm lookin at yo
uAlthough I know I wan't you I just can't help but check for youLookin at me, I'm lookin at youSneaky ways but I ain't mad a
t you, lookin at me, lookin at youJust imagine how this could go, I wan't you soAnd if you give me a chance, boy you know it'
s gonna get realUh huh, yeah huh[Verse 2:][Warren G:]I take mine from all waist line, face to the dime, waste no timeGrin
d on the dicktake mine with a lickYou still be singin that Sunshine shitIt's your world girl come collide with the dickSome
hot tone champagne Heather Hunter dominant some moan shitHome alone on some groan shitKing Kong make you moan with thisAnd s
till wan't it all, in the club bathroom stallBackseat take your clothes offAnd still fuck your broad, and all it take is one
phone callShow up, and I'm beatin up all wallsNo joke, she broke all laws,handcuff a nigga lost balls