Set your foot on the floor, you're a low-haired star
Stay big, big, get it, let it come
Yeah, go
Blowing on the blunt while I'm cruising down the street
On the prowl like a great white shark in the deep
No game, I don't play my cards on the freak
No shame, I ain't never been to lame, I ain't cheap
I'm a big boss man with a big boss plan
Looking for a boss lady up in Boogie Wonderland
And if you know where she is at, I'd like to meet her
And if I ever find her, I'm a keeper
And then I'm like, damn, I think I seen her
Blowing black hair with a demeanor
Hopping out the beamer, I'm like, hey baby
Come hop up in this old school
I can work up on your frame, girl, I got a pro too
But you're looking like a pro too
True religion jeans, coach bag in the shoes
Even coach two, what you need, baby?
I got your prescription, I'm looking for a yellow bone
And you fit the description
I'm looking for a yellow bone, a long hairstyling
Stick dick dick in it, hip, come, get in my car
Stick dick dick in it, hip, come, get in my car
I'm looking for a yellow bone, a long hairstyling
Stick dick dick in it, hip, come, get in my car
Stick dick dick in it, hip, come, get in my car
Miss King, hey, then hey, you won't live at my size
Sexy eyes, 5'2", with tight thighs and pussy, right?
How did these other brides on prototype and you can't deny it?
My time ain't free, you buy it, empty at your fucking pockets
And I know you probably got it, probably won't need a ride it
So you can't be scared of bus fare, you can't be scared of buying it
See good girls gone bad way before Rihanna
I'm like Madonna, naughty, but it's an honor
You can't call me mama, I'ma call you boss, man
We excited at white Ricky Rouse, man
A yellow boned long head, like a mannequin
A trophy chick on your own, so you're down to win
And I keep my hands on my hips, because I'm fly shit
And I always get what I want, so get it, get it, wave with me
My little boogie man, I can be your goodie girl
Cause once you try, I swear you need me in your realm
For a yellow boned long hair, start
Stick, stick, stick, in it, yup, come get in my car
For a yellow boned long hair, start
Stick, stick, stick, in it, yup, come get in my car
Miss Keondra cut right, Mr. Boogie fuck well
Said it on the record, yeah, baby, cause sex sells
And you know I be doing it well
So well that you would think I'm LL
Blowing on a cool J, got a cool 8
In my pocket, I'm like what you wanna do, babe
We can slope up on this fruity girl and it's a perk
Cause I've been looking for that ass like an Amber Alert
You never thought that in a million you would have this
Until I had you screaming on my mattress
Hollin' out, yeah, boogie baby, that's it
I can tell that honey, you done had some practice
I told her practice makes perfect
And I must be Mr. Perfect, the way that your legs are jerkin'
So throw it, they watch me servin'
All I can say is wow, what was lost is found
And my search ends now, ow
I'm looking for a yellow zone, a lone hair star
Stick, stick, stick in the hips, come get in my car
Stick, stick, for a yellow zone, a lone hair star
Stick, stick, stick in the hips, come get in my car
