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Sexy And I Know It

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 05.10.2012

When I walk on by, girls be looking like "Damn, he fly!"
I pimp to the beat, walking on the street in my new Lafreak, yeah
This is how I roll, animal print, pants out of control,
It's Red Foo with the big afro
In like Bruce Lee, well I got the claw, yo!

Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out
Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out

When I walk in the spot, this is what I see
Everybody stops and staring at me
I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it

I'm sexy and I know it (x2)

When I'm at the bar, security just can't fight them off
When I'm at the beach, I'm in a Speedo trying to tan my cheeks - what?
This is how I roll, come on ladies it's time to go

We headed to the bar, baby don't be nervous
No shoes, no shirt, and I still get serviced - watch!

Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out
Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out

When I walk in the spot, this is what I see
Everybody stops and staring at me
I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it

I'm sexy and I know it (x2)

I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT...

Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out
Girl look at that body (x3)
I work out

Check it out
Check it out

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah......


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