Intro:

Uh huh... Yeaah

It's yours truly 

Houston's own Chamillionaire 

Holdin it down for the playa who dont believe in love at first sight (Love at first sight)

But the playa that believe that he can git loven the first night (First night)

Thats right (Thats right)

So before I git to discussion what type of eye candy I need

Or what type of visual stimulation she needs to be able to achieve

There's somethin special aboutchu that aint hard to see



Chorus:

Grown and Sexy 

From ya head down to ya toes ya know you fine (ya know ya fine)

Got that perfect face a perfect shape and perfect smile (a perfect smile)

But soon as ya turned around (Turned around)

There's somethin that I realized (Yeah)

You looked better from behind (You look better from behind)

Grown and Sexy



Verse 1:

From the moment ya flashed ya teeth

I knew that we had to meet

Ya face was the mona lisa, ya ass was a masta'piece

Asked you if you was married

and thats when ya answered “No.”

I asked if you had a nigga

and thats when ya said “Fo' sho.” (So)

I didnt care As you walked away I would stare

Atcha bottom, in apple bottoms

Ya waist was shaped like a pear

Really round at the bottom, a little thinna up there

So insteada lettin ya leave I pursued ya 

Just like the playa

That I am (and damn)

Couldnt help but to help myself

To a helpin cause I smelled some perfume that could make me melt

And ya shoulda seen my demeaner i had to control myself

Approachin you from the rear as I tap you right on ya' belt

And ya tried to looked suprised

like ya didnt know i was right behind ya

But I could tell by ya smile ya was waitin on me to find ya

Mess with my thought a bit

you was playin hard to git

You dont wanna look like a freak and pretend its hard to hit



Chorus:



Verse 2:

Lets give a toast 

to the ladies that look better up close

That look better by the behind

And better when you approach

Ya try ya best to git up close

until ya smellin her soap/ is so lovely ladies

from coast to coast

git in bed and she dont

not an 8 and not a 9 rate you more than just a dime

bentley steerin-wheel body cause you look better from behind

Grippen around ya waist

turn it like im just tryin to git a better view

Cause god must abeen workin hard

When he asembled you

Im tryint to test-dirve ya rear and ya shaken

Im power stearin ya wasit n'

I see ya rearers are shaken

If ya think I couldnt handle it then ya really mistakin 

No one here to keep you near

Then you here for the taken

Im still waiten

For you to give me one good reason

Why you couldnt leave him speedin off with some good breezin

Ya neva spend another cold night in some hood freezin

But posted up by sand and water during some good season



Chorus:



Outro:

Had to tell ya that I'm really feelin your style

Saw ya walkin by and couldnt letcha pass

Gotta tell ya that I'm eally feelin your smile

But even better is the beauty of ya ass

Staren right into the beautiy of ya profile

There's something that i gotta ask

Can ya let me (Let me...) let me view ya beauty from the back



Chrous: