Lyrics

No room jam packed up in here (That's right) Don't try to say you don't like it Not while your rubbing that I know what you came here for your drip, drip, drippin' Don't try to say you don't like it Your body's saying let's go (Badunkadunk) But your man is saying no (Kadunkabum) So let's go Baby, you look like nasty one (Down the hall to the left, follow me, girl) (Straight to the back, girl) Theirs an open stall in the bath room of the club Check it out, we could burn an incense I been watchin' you freak on the dance floor And, girl, you sick wit it Sweat comin' from out your pores Baby, you thick wit it I can tell by your style that your spirit is wild Let's hit the bathroom Steam up the mirrors and tiles Mama, I ain't horsin' Your head hittin' the porcelain So down to freak, freak Without persuasion or coursing I got the magic stick you all up on it Somebody knockin' at the door We'll be out in a moment Cos I dead-bolted the door Access denied So lift your skirt up And then pull 'em off to the side I'm gon work you something cool In spaces that's real narrow Let me grip those hips Hold you up like a wheel barrow Girl, you got it goin' on I'm glad I happened to glance So fix your hair and make up While I fasten my pants Walk out the door like what And get back in the dance I know you happy that you gave What I'm packin' a chance Baby, you look like nasty one (Down the hall to the left, follow me, girl) (Straight to the back, girl) Theirs an open stall in the bath room of the club Check it out, we could burn an incense I've got something I've got explain to you Bigga lay it down (It's so personal) But I'm gonna lay it down cos I wanna get next to you That's true, that's true So hold up Bigga pop a collar Let me show you what I'm all about The line forms to the left if your games on point Let me show you a new thing to do with the roof of your mouth Your so nasty Baby, you look like nasty one (Down the hall to the left, follow me, girl) (Straight to the back, girl) Theirs an open stall in the bath room of the club Check it out, we could burn an incense (Right this way) Nice to meet you, lady So hold up, stop Drop the top, baby Bend down, low and bob on the gigolo Girls they girls they can't get enough of me Red light special J-Lo and Madonna Baby, you look like nasty one (Down the hall to the left, follow me, girl) (Straight to the back, girl) Theirs an open stall in the bath room of the club Check it out, we could burn an incense (Straight up to the back, girl) (Theirs a meeting in the, yeah) So change position You know you don't need those clothes on So change position Do a 180 and pop the trunk Show the gigolo your bubble Do I have to ask if you came to dance It's obvious to me with that sexual body You wasn't you the video on MTV? Baby, you look like nasty one (Down the hall to the left, follow me, girl) (Straight to the back, girl) Theirs an open stall in the bath room of the club Check it out, we could burn an incense (So step in the name of love) (Do, do, do, do) (Senior Bigga) (OK, Mommy) Oh, lady, your so, so fine But that pot belly stripper that you brought With you, baby Is so out of fine She's slowly stripin', slowly stripin' Takin' her time and I'm not cool with it How could you be cool wit that Ugly boo-tee chasin' after me Like a bag lady, that's nasty