Finer Than A... (feat. Richard Prince) [Radio Edit]

Girl you finer than a motherfucker Hey, what your name is? Spit your game, shake that thang, who your man is? I wanna give you the business, right now Can I come take you to the crib, right now? Hey girl, you finer than a motherfucker Cause I said so! I saw your fine ass figure When a nigga crept through the door I see you alone, fa sho So it's on! Like a battery in my phone Smelling like Polo Cologne You know I'm fresh, I'm fly A smooth type of guy I know you know why I'm here So you don't gotta ask why You know you wore that skirt for me So you ain't gotta act shy A lot of dudes come at you wrong But baby I ain't that guy I know you're tired of all the lies And boys playing with your heart Toying with your emotions Play you, then leave you in the dark Enough of these marks! I'm here to be that spark to your flame And ease your pain Let's begin, before we start Hey, what's your name? Girl you finer than a motherfucker Hey, what your name is? Spit your game, shake that thang, who your man is? I wanna give you the business, right now Can I come take you to the crib, right now? Aye, enough of all the chitter-chat Boo, I'm trying to get that Grocery sack, alleviate your problems Look, I'll fix that Don't panic! Call me a full-time mechanic I come with plenty nuts & bolts to keep the bed planted Take my number, I'll lay the pipe Make sure your plumbing is good A carpenter, I got that lumber 'Case you need that extra wood Say My Name, I wish you would Louder than Beyonce Sex on Sunday seems like a fun way to get down I'll have the headboard banging like this beat do (Look around) Look around, all I see is clowns You see it, too? So call your friends, tell 'em you're leaving right now Chunk up the deuce, but you're a dime Why? So all of them can see that... Girl you finer than a motherfucker Hey, what your name is? Spit your game, shake that thang, who your man is? I wanna give you the business, right now Can I come take you to the crib, right now?