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Mannie Fresh - Conversation Lyrics
Hey there shawty you lookin kinda good,
Put ya gucci frames on girl reprasent ya hood,
Hey how you doin? You kinda cute to
Smellin like cool water in yo Kenneth Cole boots,
See I get my hair cut and I get my nails done (for real)
Everybody know my name and baby where I'm from
See they treat me like the mayor,
Some say that I'm a player
I'm a high noon tycoon sexy lady slayer
Damn! dude please I'm all about the cheese
You push it old school I dangle Mercedes keys
Ya bad credit havin' ass need to be ashamed
With everthing in yo mama name everybody know
Now imma tell the truth we ain't got to fuss
I don't own a car, pimpin' ride the bus
But you lookin' mighty good,
Yea I am kinda hot
We can get it on,
Boy go'ne do da wop
Wop wid it wop da wop wit it
Wop wid it wop da wop wit it
Bang bang bang bang ba-bang
Bang bang bang bang ba-bang
Work sumthin Twurk Sumthin'
Get it girls
Work sumthin' Twurk Sumthin'
Get it girls
Rock wit it, and look back at it
I said roll wit it, and look back at it
You say you doing good but you could be better
Roll with a pimp number one trend setter
Ya man is a cream puff
Boy you don't know him
Well do he buy you nice stuff?
Shut up he still growin'
Enough about him let's talk about us
Take ya time shawty
Baby I ain't in a rush
Slow motion with it
If ya let me hit it
I get ya right every night put the ocean in it
I got a postur-pedic heart-shaped water bed
Sheet might be satin and the pillows look suede
Yea girl I know how to getcha
I got a 54 inch flat screen picture of me
Standin' by a tree with some kackhi Dickies on in a white tee(mmhmmm)
I like the way you move
I like the way you step
We could get it goin,
Go and do the prep
Prep wit it prep da prep wit it prep wit it
Prep wit it prep da prep right to left wit it
Break it down show em what you workin' with
Gone break it down show shake it like a earthquake
Smurf wit it smurf da smurf wit it jerk wit it
Smurf wit it smurf da smurf wit it work wit it
Now do the soul clap now do the soul clap
Now do the soul clap now do the soul clap
The club is packed, the night is young
Fo' real baby girl I'm tryin to make you the one
Your the one one one one da one
Put ya finger in it and you havin' fun girl
Well I da da da dada III
Been lookin' at you from across the spot
My legs start shakin' and my body get hot
Hey, I need relations
Can't fight the temptations
Well this just conversation
Ain't gone be no penatration
Now wait a minute hold up baby get it straight
I ain't gotta be yo man we ain't even got to date
But we almost at the end of the song
The club bout to close let a player bring ya home
Shawty drop it like its hot
Pick it up and make it pop
Now go down to the floor
Take ya time work it slow
Keep it right there daddy imma bounce that
When you want it how you want it make it bounce back
Come on and back it up back to back it up
Back it up back to back it up
Come on rock wit it and look back at it
I said roll wit it and look back at it
Now slide and do the waterfall
Now slide and let the rain come down
Now slide and do the waterfall
Now slide and let the rain come down
Get some get some get some
Get some get some get some
Now tighten up wit it tighten up wit it
Tighten up wit it tighten up tighten up
Wam da wam da wam wam da wam
Wam da wam da wam wam da wam
Man I'm tired I don't even (whoo)
Do tha running man uh do the running man
Uh Do tha running man do the running man
Now do the bunny hop uh do the bunny hop
Uh do the bunny hop uh do the bunny hop
Now do the bunny hop now everybody freeze
