Rockin' That Thang

Album: Love Vs Money (2009)
Charted: 22
  • Girl I'm in love with you baby
    And I want you to know
    That I'm hooked on your body
    And I'm trying to be your's

    (Radio killa, killa, killa)
    (Oh yessir, yessir)
    We beat it up like gorillas
    (Trick, where you at? Oh yessir)

    She goin' right, she goin' left
    I had her here, to myself
    I got it on it, like I want it
    She rode the beat, like a pony
    Cameras up, cameras flash
    I'm tispy, tryna last
    I wanna change your name to Mrs. Nash
    There's nothing left to say

    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She's just rockin' that thing like

    We out the door, we in the car
    She under my shirt, I'm under her bra
    She said take it if you want it
    Then we made love 'til the first light of morning
    So we did it, done it, get it, got it
    Ooh, ooh, ooh
    Baby, she said do it to my body don't move
    Baby, ooh baby

    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She's just rockin' that thing like

    Girl I'm in love with you baby
    And I want you to know
    That I'm hooked on your body
    And I'm trying to be yours

    Hear my words for their worth
    Ain't just tryna get in your clothes
    Okay, I'm lying
    Damn you fine
    And umm

    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She rockin' that thing like
    She rockin' that thing like
    There's nothing I can say
    She's just rockin' that thing like

    Take me, I'm your's (Shawty)
    As we rock to the left, we rock to the right
    Lend me your body, I'ma rock it all night
    Don't leave us on this floor shawty
    The door's to the left, I'm parked on the right
    Tell my nigga holla back, tell your girls goodnight

    The way you rockin' that up in this club
    I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love
    The way you rockin' that up in this club
    I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love, love Writer/s: SEAN HALL, TERIUS NASH, CHRISTOPHER STEWART
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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