Thing for Your Girlfriend

[Intro skit plays for first 42 seconds]

[Chorus: K-Young]

I got a thing for your girlfriend

She got a face of a goddess, ooh-wee, you already know

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Excuse me miss, I'm just passing

Hope you don't mind me asking

Are you lookin for some action?

Cause I wouldn't mind waxing that ass

[Verse 1: K-Young]

And it ain't easy, understanding

That your shorty may love ya but I'm surely gon' fuck her

Tonight, I know that it's risky but I'm a bit tipsy

And I can do what she wants, she fiend the life of a baller

Shit, she want it all, I'ma give it to her all

Give it to her all, give it to her all

All that, I'mma give her my balls

I told ya, I'mma get in them drawers

I just love the way she use her body-ody

To be the spotlight of the party

You ain't got what it takes to keep her away from me

[Chorus: K-Young]

I got a thing for your girlfriend

She got a face of a goddess, ooh-wee, you already know

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Excuse me miss, I'm just passing

Hope you don't mind me asking

Are you lookin for some action?

Cause I wouldn't mind waxing that ass

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]

I got a thing for your girlfriend

She freakier than a mothafucka, ain't she?

Now I don't love no hoes, but I love yo's

She make that cock blow, swa-la-llows

Everywhere I look and, everywhere I go

Your bitch wanna get with me, I can't tell her no

Confront me about it and see the hammers

You better off ambushing us with the "Cheater" cameras

Your bitch bad with her thick ass

Up and down, sucking me so fast she can get whiplash

Laugh, I'm the original

I send her back to your bird-ass pigeon-toed

Shovel that pussy, dig a bigger hole

I'm loving that pussy, I call it the centerfold

I'm digging Keri Hilson

I'm looking at Mariah Carey pictures, ay Nick!

[Chorus: K-Young]

I got a thing for your girlfriend

She got a face of a goddess, ooh-wee, you already know

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Excuse me miss, I'm just passing

Hope you don't mind me asking

Are you lookin for some action?

Cause I wouldn't mind waxing that ass

[Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9"]

I'm all about my paper

Pathetic cash, I'm calling out your better half

Bet it, I'm shooting premium gas, leaded

Bet I could wax that ass without ass betting

Now let the realness set in, really

Bitch I'm illy, hotter than the Denaun milly

You probably happy tonight, but after I strike

You gon' need to fit your bitch with a tracking device

A Ho-Jack, your ho vulnerable like no strap

You on a Mountain rocking a Brokeback

Haha, you faggoty acting

While me and your bitch is engaging in tragedy passion

Pass me your ex

I'm tryna hit Kim Kardashian now, and then Cassie is next

Diddy you wrong, I feel bad for Ryan Leslie, I woulda at least said

[Chorus: K-Young]

I got a thing for your girlfriend

She got a face of a goddess, ooh-wee, you already know

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Don't, d-d-don't blame me

Excuse me miss, I'm just passing

Hope you don't mind me asking

Are you lookin for some action?

Cause I wouldn't mind waxing that ass