[Intro: Yung Berg]
Yeah, so you know we had to do a remix right?
Rob Holladay, told you we was gon' be famous nigga!
Yeah, YBs, still up
I told y'all my album was crazy (The premiere)
Do our dance with us
It's the remix, shawty bring it back
It's the remix, Jones on the track
It's the remix, shawty bring it back
Rich Boy, Yung Berg, bring it back, come on
[Chorus: Junior & Yung Berg]
Hey sexy lady (Yeah), it was nice to know you (It was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move on, on (Ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-on)
Hey sexy lady (Hey sexy lady), it was nice to know you (It was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move on, on (Ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-on)
(I told y'all!) Hey sexy lady
[Verse 1: Jim Jones & Yung Berg]
It's hot days in December
We down Miami, drop tops in the winter
We off ocean, the Coupe doors open
And front wet woolies off Superman potion
Casino slang, try and kick game
She was flyer than a plane from her toes to the Gucci frame
(She was fly) Damn, but I'm sittin on two hundred thou'
I can't front cause I'm diggin lil' momma's style (Sexy lady)
London bag by Thomas Wylde
Vuitton shoe by Extreme Hole
Fall edition with the mean sole, pencil jeans look painted on
One night, the next day I'm gone (Sexy lady; Gotta go)
5 a.m. in the morn'
Drunk and high off Patrón, momma it's on
Momma is you grown? It's the X-rated show
And if you got a man he's now your excellent foe
I'm bad
[Chorus: Junior & Yung Berg]
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (This is the remix)
But I gotta move on, on (Ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-on)
Hey sexy lady (Tryna tell you), it was nice to know you (It was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move—
Sing this song (Yeah), we gon' have some fun! (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Yung Berg]
Yo, so quiet down I'm in the mode for pimpin'
Yellowed denimous watch, call it Flotus Simpson
Young boy, so he like older women
But the young girls they know the bid'ness
Meet me at Pimp Leach, then go to Zini
Or catch me on the tube like I Dream of Jeannie
Snap two times and I'm in a new city
Two mo' times and I'm back in my city
Chi city, fly with me
Shorty wan' ride with me in the S-550 (Swang on 'em)
They call me Young 50
Beats like Dre, flow like Biggie
Bop like Diddy, you can't match this
I don't roleplay, let my girl do the actin
Yeah, and shall I say
Au revoir, adios from the YB gang, g'night!
[Chorus: Junior, Yung Berg, & Rich Boy]
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (It was nice to know you)
But I gotta move on, on (Ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-on)
Aye, sexy lady
Rich Boy, new money, locked, ay
Hey sexy lady
[Verse 3: Rich Boy]
Hop in the ride baby, the interior's soft
Let's go to my palace or up to my loft
Let me upgrade ya, nothin too major
Put ya in some Fendi just to add a lil flavor
You must've got that pretty tan on South Beach
I can fly ya out the country where the phones don't reach
Or come to Alabama where I'm bigger than the mayor
Hoes lickin at the lamb like a Life Saver
Talkin' 'bout bread, well I'm a whole loaf
I can be the butter, let that ass be the toast
Or I can be your master and sit up on the throne
Have you walkin 'round in a leash and some thongs
Smellin' my cologne, my magic stick long
You can get it now, you ain't gotta wait long
Ain't nuttin like a slim waist with a pretty face
Aye sexy lady I'ma give you first taste, roll with me
[Outro: Yung Berg]
It's the remix, shorty bring it back
It's the remix, Jones on the track
It's the remix, Rich bring it back
Sexy lady, Rob Holla' on the track, c'mon!
This is a Y.B.M.G. product
Wah Wah Watson, what's good?
Ari, my levels soundin right right now
That's what's crackin'!
Loco, Hunit, Junior
The album comin' soon, Look What You Made Me
Ay, this to all my ex-girlfriends out there
Gotta move ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on
Ah-uh-ah uh-ah, ah-ah-on
