Uhh Uhh Uhh  Yeah Yeah Yeah
 Ooh Ooh Ooh  Ahh Ahh Ahh
 Yeah Yeah Yeah  Mmm Mmm Mmm

 Verse 1
 In the Playa's Club checkin' at your body baby
 Steadily tossin' that cash flow baby
 'Cause you drive me crazy  won't you be my lady
 Betcha I can make your body talk to me (Talk to me)
 All I need is my CD  bag of weed and some Cristie (Yeah)
 Then I'm gonna stroke you up and down  messin' with your head
 And when you leave up out my room, you'll be walkin' bow leg
 I can keep your body comin' like a CTA
 You're dealin' with a true baller baby
 Givin' you the keys to my Mercedes
 I'm not gonna stop 'til you scream my name
 I say ooh Kelly you make me holla
 Keep on jumpin' like an Impala
 You slidin' that sexy ass down the pole like what (what what...)
 Come and get some of this
 R&B Thug baby

 Chorus
 I'm just an R&B Thug babe
 Tryin' to get some ass babe
 Do you wanna Thug babe
 (DO you want an R&b Thug)
 I'm just an R&B Thug babe
 Lookin' for somw love babe
 Do you wanna date babe

 Verse2
 You're gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip, gonna trip
 When I show you my love jones babe and make the room go black
 Bbay girl keep your bady right there
 I'm gonna sock it to you baby,
 I wanna hear you say yeah,yeah
 Now the sign on the knob says privacy, you and me
 On the low, fruit bowls and whipped cream
 We can get up on a fancy suite
 Thugged out with some hennessy. see, see, see
 Lock your body up and throw away the key
 I'm not gonna stop 'til you scrwam my name
 And say ooh Kellu you make me holla