Brooks Buford Shawty Lyrics

I saw her workin' it at a Cheetah
Gave her a twenty, tried to meet her
You know I'm a greeter, a breeder and a wife-beater
Baby doll, you got me trippin', makin' calls
Had been a while since I hit it and you look better
than alcohol
Tell me about your daddy, is your wagon paddy?
It's okay if you're homeless cause we can do it in a
Caddy
Just call me when you get done and we can go have some
fun
I got the ham, the hot-dog and you got the bun

I wanna take ya, bump and grind and mate ya
It's not too late so come down from that pole

Singin' shawty, shawty, shawty
Lemme hold some
Shawty, shawty, shawty
I'll give it back
Shawty, shawty, shawty
Lemme hold ya
Shawty, shawty, shawty
I get back

From your thighs up to your face
I hate to see such goodness go to waste

Singin' shawty, shawty, shawty
Push it back

It was Sunday mornin', up early yawnin', just had left
the club Decided to go to church, thinkin' maybe I'll find some
love
Preacher was talkin', I was hawkin', lookin' for a seat
Some shawty said, "I'm in love, at least for a week"
I whispered softly into her ear
"God said we should get up outta here"

And the crackers say
Do-do-do, do-do. Do-do-do, do-do.
Do-do-do, do-do. Do-do-do, do-do.

Gimme a hug and I'm buggin', I want to get in your oven
I need some lovin' and rubbin', how 'bout some jumpin'
and humpin'
Can I see your pink and I'm thinkin' sinkin' into a
Lincoln with you
I wanna run you into a corner and stick it with you
Thighs like a thoroughbred, eyes like a movie star
Is you hookin'? I'm lookin', your frame look like a
guitar
I wanna kick it, get it and stick it,
Take it to Georgia and Bic it so I can lick it
I'm a dirty, dirty, dirty pigeon

I wanna take ya, bump and grind and mate ya
It's not too late so come down from that pole