Shawty Is a 10

Shawty rock to the beat for your boy Shawty (yeah), do it (ay) Rock to the beat for your boy Radio Killa (yeah), Killa (yeah), Killa (ay) Shawty fly (ay), shawty tight (ay) I shoulda stayed there, all night (ay) With you, with you I missed ya (ay) picked ya (ay) Now it's time I (ay) get back up with you Girl, with you, oh yeah We used to kick it up at the park But now she's all grown up, up, up, up Rockin' them stilettos Jumpin' up out that Mercedes truck, ooh (truck, truck, truck) It was Keisha (oh), it was Sonia (oh) It was Tanya (oh), it was Monique (oh) It was Niecy (oh), it was Keke (oh) Ay, now to see you at 23, all I can say is Ooh (ay), ooh Man, I don't need no hook for this hit Ooh, ooh 'Cause shawty right there is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Shawty is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Yeah, shawty is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Shawty you the shit (ay), you the shit (ay) Oh yeah, oh yeah Dior jeans, her walk so mean Burberry fragrance on my shirt from when she hugged me Hard as a rock when she touched me Thinking now 'cause she woulda loved me What it is, what it ain't tell me what to do I know I'm late, but destiny brought me back to you Time went by, turned you into a butterfly I'm here to say hello, tell your nigga goodbye It was Keisha (oh), it was Sonia (oh) It was Tanya (oh), it was Monique (oh) It was Niecy (oh), it was Keke (oh) Ay, now to see you at 23, all I can say is Ooh (man, tell 'em), ooh Man, I don't need no hook for this shit Ooh, ooh (uh, uh) 'Cause shawty right there is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Shawty is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Yeah, shawty is the shit (ay), shit (ay) Shawty you the shit (ay), you the shit (ay) Oh, yeah If she fine, if shawty a dime You should tip her (ay), you should tip her (ay) If it's your girl, and you love her You should tip her (ay), you should tip her (ay) If she fix you eggs and grits in the morning Man, you should tip her (ay), you should tip her (ay) Pancakes with the bacon on the side You should tip me (ay), you should tip me (ay) Shawty, rock to the beat for your boy (oh, oh) Yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh) Rock to the beat for your boy (oh, oh) Now to see you at 23, all I can say is (yeah, yeah, yeah) (oh, oh) Ooh (ay), ooh Man, I don't need no hook for this hit Ooh, ooh 'Cause shawty right there is the shit, shit Shawty is the shit, shit Yeah, shawty is the shit, shit Shawty you the shit, you the shit Oh, yeah