Dem Jeans

                                  How the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?

How the, how the hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?

'Cause your waist so little and your ass is like whoa

'Cause your waist so little and your ass is like whoa



Prada, Gucci

Tell me what you like

Coach bag

With the shoes

To match

Forget the price

Marc Jacob shades

50 karats, all ice

Model in dem jeans for me

Luxury, now that's your life

That's the type of shit I'm on

Let me see you get 'em on

Back it up a bit

Yeah, that's it

'Cause I can see your thong

Caramel skin tone

Damn, you look like Nia Long

Don't be actin' like that lil' mama

'Cause I can leave you 'lone

Mix the lime with that Patron

That's what we drinkin' on

She wanna go out to eat

But me, JD, I'm think home

Just so I can see 'em off

But what the hell, we both grown

Wearin' dem jeans like that

Will make me take trips with you to Rome

Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey)

You know they thick from the STL to the A-Town

Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey)

Let me help you with dem jeans

Baby, lay down



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Damn, girl

How'd you get all that in

Dem jeans?

Dem jeans?

How'd you get all that in dem?

Damn, girl

How'd you get all that?

(Is you talkin' to me?)

Yeah, you

I bet you had to jump up and down

Just to put 'em on

Bet you had to wiggle it around

Just to put 'em on

Bet you had to lay back on the bed

Just to zip 'em up

Am I right?

(You right)

Baby, that's what's up



Now, now, now

When walkin', girl

And you make it swirl

It's hard for me not to look

And I want you in my world

Bubbled up (oh)

Pokin' out (hey)

Lickin' my lip, sayin'

Shawty, swing it my way

Damn, ma

How the hell you get all that in?

Dem pants, ma

Hope you ain't up in here with your man, ma

I love it when you wiggle it, shake it

Drop it and do your little dance

True Religion, 7's

Or dem rocking Republics

Or the ones that fit the best

And show it just how we love it

Know just how to hug it

Know just how to cup it

When you walk away, it make me wanna rub it

Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey)

You know they thick from A-Town down to H-Town

Hey now (Hey, hey) hey now (hey)

Let me help you with dem jeans

Baby, lay down



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I don't mean to be rude

But I like the way you move

Got 'cha boy in the mood

Let's go back to my jacuzz'

I ain't like them other fools

Gotta play by my rules

Face down

Ass up

Hands off look (oh)

There it go

Don't be scared

Let it show

I like them curves

Make that thing talk

When you walk

I'm slurin' my words

Drop it to the floor, ya heard

Ain't no hatin'

Girl ya hot

I've seen a lot of stallions

But man you workin' with a lot



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