Downtown, downtown (downtown) You don't want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards What you see is what you get girl Don't ever forget girl Ain't seen nothing yet until you're

Girl if you pull up to my window Imma take your order (order) Anything you want girl you know I'll get it for ya (for ya) Say you wanna be my baby, you know I gotta spoil ya (spoil ya) For the rest of my life I'm ready to enjoy us So why the hell we

You a tell me you bad, now a time 'fi you prove it Give it all to me So girl, I want you give it all to me Gyal the way you a whine, gyal you know say it groovy Dem ah pree, dem ah stare, dem ah watch like movie So prove it Like a dog me a roam

Little miss lady in the yellow, wassup? Little miss lady in the yellow, hello Would you like to push pedals through the meadow with me? (With me?) I just got a question, baby, can I fuck on you? We zonin', baby girl, we zonin' I just want you here

This makes as much sense as a frog on a chain A leper knocking trees down with his fist Twisting my ear like I'm a school yard churl You know I want to sit beside that long-legged girl Wearing overalls and daddy's boots and mom's old coat Let's sing one

In the cold hard dirt that you throw down I don't want to watch you drive away in a black car To a new bar so you can find another Hopeless broken girl in a little black dress And you'll take her break her lay her heart to rest And I don't wanna be

It may not mean nothing to y'all, But understand nothing was done for me, So I don't plan on stopping at all, I want this s*** forever mayne, ever mayne, ever mayne, I'm shutting s*** down at the mall, And telling every girl she the one for me, And I

Why you playin', shawty? I could put you on, yeah I know I got all of these girls up in my phone, yeah But on the real, you the only one I want, yeah 'Cause I don't wanna be a playa no more I don't wanna be a playa no more Be a playa no more 'Cause I

Wine for me, wine for me, wine for me, baby Love how your waistline a go 'round, girl Love how your waistline a go 'round, go 'round gyal The way you a wine girl Make me haffi stop everything Me want turn you inna wifey Love how your waistline a go

I want dem all Gimme dem all Jump up up up and move your body di di So shake that girl and dance, talk to me Gimmie the gyal, dem money all for work it Gimmie the gyal, dem money all for twerk it All of the girls in the air, dey my women Shake that girl