Dem Jeans

Lyrics

Y'all already know, Slot-A-Lot, So So Def
 And if you a bad chick, get on the floor and
 How the, how the hell did you get all o' that in dem jeans?
 How the, how the hell did you get all o' that in dem jeans?
 'Cuz your waist so little and your ass is like whoa
 'Cuz 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 them on
 Back it up a bit, yeah, that's it 'cuz I can see your thong
 Caramel skin tone, damn, you look like Nia Long
 Don't be actin' like that, lil' mama 'cuz 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 thinkin' home
 Just so I can see ya moan, what the hell? We both grown
 Wearin' dem jeans like that'll 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 now, A Town
 Hey now, hey, hey, hey now, hey
 Let me help you with dem jeans, baby, lay down
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans?
 Dem jeans, how you get all o' that in dem?
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' 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 you walkin', girl and you make it swirl
 It's hard for me to look and not want you up in my world
 Bubbled up, ohh, pokin' out, hey
 Lickin' my lip sayin', Shawty, swing it my way?
 Damn ma, how the hell you get all o' that in dem pants, ma?
 I hope you ain't up in here with your man, ma
 I love it when you wiggle it and shake it
 Drop, trick it, drop and do your little dance, ma
 True Religion, 7's or dem Rocking Republic
 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 cuff it
 So when you walk away, it make me wanna rub and say
 Hey now, hey, hey, hey now, hey
 You know they thick from ATL down to H Town
 I'm sayin', hey now, hey, hey, hey now, hey
 Let me help you with dem jeans, baby, lay down, c'mon
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans?
 Dem jeans, how you get all o' that in dem?
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' 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, lady, that's what's up
 I don't mean to be rude but I like the way you move
 Got your 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, pants off, look, ooh
 There it go, don't be scared, let it show it, I like them curves
 Make that thing talk, when you walk, I'm slurrin' my words
 Drop it to the floor, you heard, ain't no hatin', girl
 You hotter, seen a lotta stallions but man, you workin' with a lot
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' that in dem jeans?
 Dem jeans, how you get all o' that in dem?
 Damn, girl, how you get all o' 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
 

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Duration
03:49
Key
7
Tempo
85 BPM

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