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Da Brat
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What's On Ya Mind
Lyricist:Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris
Ay homie, ay yo, shit, wassup with you What, I make ya horny huh I make ya horny, huh, shit You act like you want some nigga,.do you?
Di di di, da, di di di, da di, day I'm on the dance floor and you up on it in every way Day to day you think of me Can't wait to get to the club to see my face
Just to smoke and drink with me The DJ keep spinnin' the hot records Make the whole table go crazy the first second, third I'm ready and able to hit the middle
Under that disco ball so I could shake a little This shit for y'all who dance with me Touchin' my ass and titties so frantically Don't get carried away with it I'll let you have a little fun if you play with it insatiably
When I cum I do it patiently 'Cuz if it ain't all night its a waste to me You been chasing me for the longest time Like Billy Joel so please tell me what's on ya mind nigga
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
I put my hands on the back of your fade And we danced till the crack of dawn came To the sun raise up its on Still got stamina to take you home
Brat the damager managed To handle any position handed to her You wanna fuck with the funk bandit, leave it alone When the sweat trinkle down my cleavage you can't stand it
And you ain't even believing you dancing with Brat And making eye contact, homie put your hands on my waist And occasionally run your fingers through my fresh ass braids And say to me that you feel horny
'Cuz I wanna know if you want some of this I wish you tell me so 'Cuz if I let you touch me I must want you to go Home with me be alone with me to get some mo' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
'Cuz we smoke, we drink, we bump and grind And even though I'm tipsy I wanna know what's on ya mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Brat now let me rock it from a niggas perspective No chick can neglect this, just listen when I stress this The bitch was breathless Big lips so thick make me wanna drop draws Star had me rock hard shaking like a pornstar
Uh, huh wassup shorty Won't you be my sweet lover friend what homie Thug love homie Brat put you up on pink lemonade That's why I don't attract rats with my serenades
Stack off plubicades, lack when it comes to brains More than two women, I'mma stack'em then play the game Rack'em they love my name twenty-two 'Cuz they figure amongst themselves can I really inject too
With my nine inch source see me climb in the nookie Screaming everything is mine while I'm grinding the pussy Can you picture that what's on ya mind, baby, push me I don't mind raiding the jar just to get a cookie, uh
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
Homie, you act like you want some Now tell me, do I, do I make ya horny, huh All up on me having a good time I just wanna know what's going through ya mind, mind, mind
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