Would you be my baby boo?
Would you be
My baby boo I can be your baby
if you want me to let me holla at your girl
Wanna know, baby, what are you?
You could be my baby boy.
You could be my pride and joy.
Come alive.
At you, girl, let you know just what it do What it do, little ma, I've been peeping your style You got the game on lock
A gang of fellas beyond your jock But once they buy that wine, I'ma creep up from behind And ask you what your name is And who you be with, tell me where you hangin' Girl, you lookin' good, body be bangin' Booty so big, it's ridiculous I just wanna touch it like Busta Bust Smell it, flip it, rub it down
holla at me girl you know brown boy we could take it to the room and make some noise i'ma spit my game and let it do what it do oh
I can be your baby boo If you want me to Let me holla at you girl
Wanna know, baby, what if you You could be my baby boy
You could be my pride and joy.
Come on high at you, girl.
Let you know just what it do.
All right, stop what you're doing, because I'm about to ruin, because he ain't really doing.
Quite what I'm doing, so hey, how you doing?
They call me Brown Royal.
I'm trying to grow a little, plant a seed in your soil.
Got only one mission.
That's to be your main squeeze.
Ice you up real clean till your brain freaks.
I know I got you listening.
Can you stay a while?
I ain't running game, girl.
I'm trying to walk a mile.
Take it slow.
Cause I got plenty time, boo.
And if you're feeling unpretty, I'll remind you.
That you's a dime peaks better yet a half dollar.
This O.D.M.
lot of shade of Brian Holler.
I can be your baby boo If you want me to Let me holla at you girl
I don't know, baby, what to do?
You could be my baby boy.
You could be my pride and joy.
Come and holler at your girl.
Let you know just what it do.
What up, girl?
Tell me what it do.
Can I holler at you, lady, what I'm saying to you?
let's conversate toast and drink so we can break the ice and make the link i see you
standing there love you butter when it come to me and you there's no other eye
Like your style, girl, you wild.
You my pride and joy.
Bless your child now.
Sky's the limit wherever we go.
Know you top notch, lady.
Keep it crackin' for sure.
And, hun, you shine.
Quarter you fine.
Say you.
I can be your baby boo.
If you want me to, let me holla at you girl Wanna know baby what it do You could be my baby boy You could be my pride and joy Come and holla at you girl Let you know just what it do I could be your baby boy
If you want me to, let me holla at your girl
One and all, baby, one of you.
You could be my baby boy.
You could be my pride and joy.
Coming high up at you, girl.
Let you know just what it took.
You'll be mine.
My baby boo Would you be my
Baby boom Won't you be my Baby boom Won't you be
You'll be my
Baby bull, would you be my baby bull?
