Karaoke Strip by Chris Brown, Kevin McCall — sing along with lyrics on Singa

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Take it off

I wanna love you

And everybody

wanna touch you

You movin' right

Wanna see what's up under

You back it up

Beep beep like a trucker

Nice thighs

Nice waist

And you know I can't forget

about your face

But don't none of that matter

I'm about to make your

pockets fatter

Right now

'Cause it's late babe

Yeah girl maybe

For me

Baby

Ah

Got my shades on

With my J's on

In the club with a

pocket full of ones

This girl booty

out of control

There she go

up and down the pole

Which one I'm take home

Get my freak on

If you ain't freakin'

we ain't speakin'

You think I'm playin'

Let me see you back it up

and drop

Yeah

I wanna see your legs

in the air

Baby don't worry

about your hair

I don't give a **** 'bout that

In the club

They're playin' my song

Turn it up

Play it all night long

If you think you can

And you know you can

I'm-a give you all this money

money money

Right now

'Cause it's late babe

Yeah girl maybe

For me

Baby

Ah

Pants shirt

You can take it off

Panties bra

You can take it off

Red bottom heels

You can take 'em wait wait

Leave 'em on

'Cause I like my woman tall

Got a hot momma

You're hotter than a sauna

I wanna peel them clothes

off your body like a banana

The only reason I dress you

in that designer

Is to get you out that

Dolce and Gabbana

I throw this money up

She watch it all fall

Toot that thing up

for a boss

Anything you're wantin' baby

You can have it all

Startin' with my last name

Now they call you Mrs. McCall

Right now

'Cause it's late babe

Yeah girl maybe

For me

Baby