Uhh, y'all know what this is



                      Now would be a good time to start bobbin your heads



                      Kels, and it, and it, uhh

                    [R Kelly]



                      Excuse me miss, don't mean to interrupt



                      But you're the hottest chick in this club



                      The way you shake your ass to this beat



                      It's like your booty got dancin feet



                      I wanna take you home, in my Hummer Jeep



                      All over me while you ridin the beep beep



                      I just really wanna taste your ice cream



                      It's the weekend baby I got the {?}



                      Go on girl, the way you do me



                      This is somethin like a fantasy



                      You're that girl from the magazine



                      BET, or, MTV



                      So baby let me take you to my ecstasy



                      Pull up to the club on them 23's



                      Girl you've got that shit in your hip



                      that make me wanna spend, money

                    [Chorus: R Kelly]



                      Pretty girls (where you at)



                      I'm talkin to the ones, that came alone



                      Pretty girls (put your hands up)



                      The single ones, we wanna take you home - c'mon



                      Pretty girls... (you make me wanna shout)



                      Let's, go!

                    [Jay-Z]



                      Whether you tall like Lisa Leslie



                      Or short like the barrel on that baby 380



                      Pretty lady, I got a ride to fit yo' frame



                      From the Coupe to the big Mercedes



                      {?}, these groundhogs stay with the cash



                      And the black card don't got no max



                      Fall, back, blow on some Merikesh hash



                      With more Manolos than Sarah Jess' had



                      How you gon' go back to dudes with little sacks



                      Little kiddie chromes in they itty bitty homes



                      Fuckin up your lungs, puffin that homegrown



                      You should be with us, cuttin in Hong Kong



                      Straight shots of Catron or Dom Perignon



                      Guys your girls say Shawn very long



                      So if you ain't afraid of catchin a love jones



                      Get with Coach Dean Smith, bitch get in the zone, c'mon

                    [Chorus: R Kelly]



                      Pretty girls (where you at)



                      I'm talkin to the ones, that came alone



                      Pretty girls (put your hands up)



                      The single ones, we wanna take you home - c'mon



                      Pretty girls... (you make me wanna shout)



                    Let's, go!

                    [R Kelly]



                      Tell me what you're drinkin at the bar ma



                      I'm gonna buy ma, anybody tell you youse a star ma



                      You remind me of my car ma, no ignition



                      I start the Coupe up from the kitchen



                      My pretty girls get plenty attention



                      When it come to sex get plenty of inches



                      We shop, like we all broke detention



                      Club like we at a alcoholic's convention



                      Hit the 'tel with two chicks and she with it



                      Mama got down like the flo' when she did it



                      Pretty girls, keep shakin ass now mama



                      This party is not over

                    [Chorus: R Kelly]



                      Pretty girls (where you at)



                      I'm talkin to the ones, that came alone



                      Pretty girls (put your hands up)



                      The single ones, we wanna take you home - c'mon



                      Pretty girls... (you make me wanna shout)



                    Let's, go!

                    [R Kelly]



                      What's your name, what city you represent ma



                      Where the hands on all the pretty girls ma



                      For the players and the hustlers in the club now



                      And all my niggaz that be sippin pimp juice now

                    [Chorus: R Kelly]



                      Pretty girls (where you at)



                      I'm talkin to the ones, that came alone



                      Pretty girls (put your hands up)



                      The single ones, we wanna take you home - c'mon



                      Pretty girls... (you make me wanna shout)



                    Let's, go!