Mr. Vegas

Mr. Vegas - Tamale lyrics

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Ketch this ketch dah one yah pon yu musical disk just ketch this 

She's ah she's ah she's ah she's ah 





She's a tamale drunk on corvsier 

She wanna party after the party 

She wanna private dance with somebody 

Cause her body gotta a mind of its own ...own..oh oh oh own. 



Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... 

Just the way how she move her body 

You can tell that shes a tamale 

Hips moving like a farrrari 

You can tell that shes a tamale 





As soon as she walked thru the door aha aha 

And back her thing up on the floor aha aha 

Its getting hot it's a bout to blow 

Tell the firetruck to bring the hose 

Showing off her belly skin 

Looking sexy with naval ring 

She don't care whos hating 

She ain't faking shes just doing her thing own ...own..oh oh oh own 



Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... 

Just the way how she move her body 

You can tell that shes a tamale 

Hips moving like a farrrari 

You can tell that shes a tamale 





Shes got man gazing 

Cause shes so hot ...shes blazin' 

It is so crazy 

But this girl amaze me 

Shes such a lady 

Skin like a new born baby 

Scent like a garden daisy .. 

Pum pum fat like the lips of missy.... own..oh oh oh own 



Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... 

Just the way how she move her body 

You can tell that shes a tamale 

Hips moving like a farrrari 

You can tell that shes a tamale 





She's a tamale drunk on corvsier 

She wanna party after the party 

She wanna private dance with somebody 

Cause her body gotta a mind of its own ...own..oh oh oh own.
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Language: English

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