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I must take a trip to California
Is that right Beezy?
And

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Tell em li'l' homi

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Rick Rock

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy

I'm on my light, bright, damn near white
Back on the street under the moon light
But the broad don't know me, matic on the song
Bra on the floor, Christian Dior thong

Super thick, thick? 'cause I don't like boney
My little Latin broad run around in her chonies
Take your pants off, let me see you walk
She always say, yadadamean when she talk

I got a forty in the freezer and I think I'm gone tease her
Try to get a girl to suck me to sleep
And if you ain't suckin' then ain't doing nothing
Cause girl I ain't just trying to beat

And I'm short and you tall
I spend a rack at the Fairfield Mall
And I'm short and you tall
I spend a rack at the Fairfield Mall

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy

Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy

Betcha won't talk till they sniff out the cash
Then they offer us to get close to the stash
I just wanna tap it, wanna see you clap it
In a stunna van, all up and down traffic

7 0 savage, bitch say it backwards
First come the hustle then comes all the cabbage
With enough drama to hit Judge Mathis
Making us go dumb all in the clearing

I pull bitches like Jessica Rabbit
I don't even talk, pussy come automatic
Rockin' my kicks, so Beezy I'm chargin'
Trying take the Bay Street to Madison Square Garden

Sure I'm 'bout hyphy, sure I'm bout thizzin'
Granddaddy purple just get up from the business
So I'm bout scrapers with stunnas on
Get some handy y'all then I'm gone

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy

Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy

G e t n a k e d, get naked
(Ay, I remember the first time I met you)
G e t n a k e d, get naked
(I knew I wanted to get naked)

G e t n a k e d, get naked
(Right here? right now? okay)
G e t n a k e d, get naked

Let's walk around like Africans
Nuts swangin', tits hangin', ass and 'em
Strip down, mommy like I'm hurt a thing
Dick down mommy, how you want it, from the back?

Maybe froggy style, I'll make it worth while
Rockstar, ginseng or pro style
Donkey pokin' out take off them triple 5s
Show a lil nipple, go on get it live, hey

Hyphy in the zone, butt naked with my Nikes on
Take them ripper slippers off, that's hey
Your toes beat back, matter of fact keep 'em on
Your head came right, I call her good dome

I wanna see a murray, kitty
Mix baby with a good herb, bet it look pretty
Go on, so super sleazy
Enough bout me

Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy
Get naked you Beezy

Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy
Take it off now, get naked you Beezy

To get naked or to not get naked
You know you want to get naked
I love you
Even though I don't know you

Just get naked
Like the li'l' homie say
Get naked you Beezy

Written by THOMAS, RICARDO / SELMON, MARVIN / JACKSON, THOMAS / CALDWELL, ANTHONY
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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