[T-Pain]. Nappy Boy ooooh wee. Ooooh wee. Everybody say yeaaaah. Oh oh oh.... Hey eh eh eh eh. [Verse 1]. We been messin’ round for a long (long time). A while now (while now uh). And you already know what’s on my mind (mind). It’s goin’ down now (it’s goin’ down now?). And I don’t need no background music girl. I turn it loud now. I got the gangsta feelin’. And I’ma do somethin’ to you. To you to you. Oh. We can take it over The Bay. Where my Mistah F.A.B. at? (F.A.B. at uh). Or just put on that N.W.A.. Comin’ Straight Outta Compton on that pussy baby. And we can all night long (haha). I’m bout to have yo’ head gone. And I ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong. But we can make love to a rap song. [Hook]. Me and you yo’ mama and yo’ cousin. Baby we can make love to a rap song. A milli a milli a milli a-muthafucka I’m ill. Baby we can make love to a rap song. Go shawty (uh) it’s ya birthday (uh). We gon’ party like it’s ya birthday. Where that new Jeezy CD?. Put on that Yo Gotti. I’m diggin’ in ya coochie while we listenin’ to Gucci on a rap song. [Verse 2]. And you been on my mind all day (all day). I know you wit it (know you wit it baby uh). And I’ma do you like Kanye (yeah) cuz I’ma let you finish (let you finish!). You can get it (you can get it). Or we can do it east coast style and I’ll keep on my fitted. I said I got the gangsta feelin’. I feel like breakin’ you off. You off you off. Off. We can take it way down south. Rick Ross on the iPad (cuz you the boss’ girl). Super-thick thighs and ya booty like Bombs Over Baghdad (BOOM!). Wait hold up. She got a donk (YUP!) she got a donk (YUP!) she got a donk. I’m bout to have yo’ head gone. And I ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong. But we can make love to a rap song. [Hook]. Me and you yo’ mama and yo’ cousin. Baby we can make love to a rap song. A milli a milli a milli a-muthafucka I’m ill. Baby we can make love to a rap song. Go shawty (uh) it’s ya birthday (uh). We gon’ party like it’s ya birthday. Where that new Jeezy CD?. Put on that Yo Gotti. I’m diggin’ in ya coochie while we listenin’ to Gucci on a rap song. [Rick Ross]. My jeans sag boy gotta mean swag. Right now you rockin’ wit the finest and I mean that (uh). Really you the finest and I mean that (uh). Pants fitted dammit where ya jeans at?. Makin’ love to a rap song. Port of Miami Trilla Deeper Than Rap uuuhhhh. Like Akon we could stack it all up (yeah). Or do you like a Juvie make ya back it all up (uh). (Hot) that’s all shawty ever was. Balenciaga bags cost a couple bucks. (Hot) is all shawty ever been. Blow a couple racks in Barney’s on that Phillip Lim. Ballin’ it’s ya birthday. You know that champagne’ll get ya boy to first base. Haters do they thing but we do it bigger. Number one niggas. Rozay and that boy Teddy Pender. [Hook]. Me and you yo’ mama and yo’ cousin. Baby we can make love to a rap song. A milli a milli a milli a-muthafucka I’m ill. Baby we can make love to a rap song. Go shawty (uh) it’s ya birthday (uh). We gon’ party like it’s ya birthday. Where that new Jeezy CD?. Put on that Yo Gotti. I’m diggin’ in ya coochie while we listenin’ to Gucci on a rap song. Me and you yo’ mama and yo’ cousin. Baby we can make love to a rap song. A milli a milli a milli a-muthafucka I’m ill. Baby we can make love to a rap song. Go shawty (uh) it’s ya birthday (uh). We gon’ party like it’s ya birthday. Where that new Jeezy CD?. Put on that Yo Gotti. I’m diggin’ in ya coochie while we listenin’ to Gucci on a rap song