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How you doin′ honey baby
You know I don′t ask for much But for a girl spendin?time alone Can be pretty rough But, I get a knock on my door I know it′s yours for sure We can′t wait for the bedroom So, we just hit the floor Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now So we′re shakin′ back and forth, now Just keep it comin′ babe Treat my body like a guitar Ya gotta Ya gotta keep on strummin′ But in the back of my mind Is it gonna be the last time? Well if it aint about lovin′ And you gon′ keep it comin′ Well baby, with me, that′s fine Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now I like this Ooh...ooh...hey Uh Look-a here Bring it So baby, hold me Like you don′t wanna let go I′m feelin′ foxxy ′Coz boy, you′re workin′ it out My love you뭭e given me a taste of your honey I want the whole beehive I뭢 gonna call you my sugar to fly high The sweetest time You gotta work it out You gotta work it out Brother gotta work it out Uh, uh, uh, uh I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! Austin, better work it out Foxxy, better work it out AP3, better work it out AP3, better work it out |
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| 2. |
| 3:58 |
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How you doin′ honey baby
You know I don′t ask for much But for a girl spendin?time alone Can be pretty rough But, I get a knock on my door I know it′s yours for sure We can′t wait for the bedroom So, we just hit the floor Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now So we′re shakin′ back and forth, now Just keep it comin′ babe Treat my body like a guitar Ya gotta Ya gotta keep on strummin′ But in the back of my mind Is it gonna be the last time? Well if it aint about lovin′ And you gon′ keep it comin′ Well baby, with me, that′s fine Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now I like this Ooh...ooh...hey Uh Look-a here Bring it So baby, hold me Like you don′t wanna let go I′m feelin′ foxxy ′Coz boy, you′re workin′ it out My love you뭭e given me a taste of your honey I want the whole beehive I뭢 gonna call you my sugar to fly high The sweetest time You gotta work it out You gotta work it out Brother gotta work it out Uh, uh, uh, uh I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! Austin, better work it out Foxxy, better work it out AP3, better work it out AP3, better work it out |
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| 4:47 |
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How you doin′ honey baby
You know I don′t ask for much But for a girl spendin?time alone Can be pretty rough But, I get a knock on my door I know it′s yours for sure We can′t wait for the bedroom So, we just hit the floor Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now So we′re shakin′ back and forth, now Just keep it comin′ babe Treat my body like a guitar Ya gotta Ya gotta keep on strummin′ But in the back of my mind Is it gonna be the last time? Well if it aint about lovin′ And you gon′ keep it comin′ Well baby, with me, that′s fine Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now I like this Ooh...ooh...hey Uh Look-a here Bring it So baby, hold me Like you don′t wanna let go I′m feelin′ foxxy ′Coz boy, you′re workin′ it out My love you뭭e given me a taste of your honey I want the whole beehive I뭢 gonna call you my sugar to fly high The sweetest time You gotta work it out You gotta work it out Brother gotta work it out Uh, uh, uh, uh I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! Austin, better work it out Foxxy, better work it out AP3, better work it out AP3, better work it out |
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| 7:10 |
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How you doin′ honey baby
You know I don′t ask for much But for a girl spendin?time alone Can be pretty rough But, I get a knock on my door I know it′s yours for sure We can′t wait for the bedroom So, we just hit the floor Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now So we′re shakin′ back and forth, now Just keep it comin′ babe Treat my body like a guitar Ya gotta Ya gotta keep on strummin′ But in the back of my mind Is it gonna be the last time? Well if it aint about lovin′ And you gon′ keep it comin′ Well baby, with me, that′s fine Is y′all all right I don′t know but I know what′s happened to me girl Is y′all all right Uh! Break it down now! She gotta work it out He gotta work it out A brother gotta work it out Whoa...whoa... Child, blow your horn now Come on, Child, blow your horn now I like this Ooh...ooh...hey Uh Look-a here Bring it So baby, hold me Like you don′t wanna let go I′m feelin′ foxxy ′Coz boy, you′re workin′ it out My love you뭭e given me a taste of your honey I want the whole beehive I뭢 gonna call you my sugar to fly high The sweetest time You gotta work it out You gotta work it out Brother gotta work it out Uh, uh, uh, uh I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! I like it when the horn go! Austin, better work it out Foxxy, better work it out AP3, better work it out AP3, better work it out |
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