Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - General |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Enchanting, Amiable |
Subject |
Joy, Happiness |
Similar Artists |
Jay-Z, Ll Cool J |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
LOOKIN' AT YA
You know im lookin at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you, baby from your head to your toes,
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
Cuz you a dime peace, speakin? of dimes you all mine
Check your time piece, speakin of dimes you my piece
It?s a crime see, maxin? it out a felony
Make a brother wanna plee, oh yea im guilty as charged
Yea I?m longing for your body, but you makin it hard
To resist, look at this, girl you workin them jeans
I can?t wait to go to sleep, beCuz you all in my dreams,
fantasize, realize girl u wakening me up
you know it?s hard to go to sleep, oh yea u making it rough
getting tough, won?t bluff, you know I can?t get enough
can?t resist, look at this, oh yea, those kissable lips
the way u shake it when u walk, the way u wiggle yo hips
to the bang, bang, common girl you makin it sang
to the big bang common now, u know what the aim
get it, get it girl, common now, you know you came
give it everthang, common now, I know what ya bring
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
Lick yo lips, make it dip, gurl you making it tick
To the, tock tick, the click of the clock,
Common make it hot, the G marks the spot
Break it down baby, put a chill in yo bones
Make a sound baby, letem know we at home
Make it sweat baby, let the water get wet
You know the more that we sweat, you know the more that we get
You know the hotter it get, the more you react
To the beat baby, I know you feeling the base
Take it up baby, put the clap in yo face
Work it out baby, to the beat of my song
I know you feeling the drums, because they making ya hum
Is ya heart pumping, are you turning it up
Is ya feet thumping, are ya getting enough
Is it good baby, you enjoying the bang
I know we doing our thang, because I?m hearing ya sang
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
Don?t worry bout the hates cause the haters gon hate
See you don have to worry bout it, cause the haters can wait
You should listen to me baby you got nothing to lose
What they really really want is to be in yo shoes
They gon look at yo style, they gon look at yo dress
Thet gon hit up they friend, then go talking some mess
Then they go point they fingers, try put you in check
But what thety really really thinking ma is damn I wish I was that
You got what you got, you know you got it to please
Oh yea you got what you got, because you got what I need
Now shake yo money maka, like what ya mama gave ya
Stop holding it back, don?t tryda hide because I see ya
I know you see me peeping, you know I see you creeping
Now come and take a seat, because I?m looking for some teaching
So common keep it going, you know everybody knowing
Cause you doing what you doing, baby keep the body flowing
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your feet
They never called to shy, never called me discreet
You know im lookin? at you baby from your head to your toes
Come on take of your shoes, let me hang up your clothes
© 2007 Arphyltoine Music
Written By: Archie L. Roundtree, Jr.