[Intro] (Six-pack!) Some people like thighs {ayy-yeah} (Fo'-pack!) Some people like backs {yeahhh} (Six-pack!) Some people like booty {ayy-yeah} (Fo'-pack!) Ain't nothin wrong with that {yeahhh} (Six-pack!) Ain't nothin mo' groovy (Fo'-pack!) Then when that stomach movig yeah It's the reason that I'm singin this song Because I ain't got nothin else to bust a nut on {Ohhh-hoo-ohhh-ho-hoooo} Whoa whoa whoa whoa-ohhh Yeah!
[T-Pain] Tight in the front, fat in the back, that's the way I like it My fire's ignited, I love it when she ride it Cause I can see the part of her that I love the most I know they're feelin me from coast to coast Cause I like that tank top... that cut off shirt Man I like everythang, that show that belly rang (yeah) Them crunches just got me punchin the wall And the pilates got that body lookin good in them bust short drawers But that stomach, yeah (whoahh) and you don't know
[Chorus: T-Pain] Shorty got that six-pack, fo'-pack you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach Lay on your back you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach Six-pack, fo'-pack you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach It's the reason that I'm singin this song Cause nothin else turns me on like yo' stomach Whoa whoa whoa whoa-ohhh
[T-Pain] Oooh I like the way it move when she do only when she dances Got your boy thinkin 'bout gettin in them pants Feelin like y'all bought some brand new J's She make me wanna throw some D's on her - okay~! Man I like that tank top, but I'm about to take it off I should be payin money, I'm a have her walkin funny Them crunches just got me punchin the wall And the pilates got that body lookin good in the mall short drawers But that stomach, yeah (whoahh) no, no, no!
[Chorus]
[Tay Dizm] Gal! Tay Dizm, I got it, Tay Dizm I got a bad little roni and you already know And I'm addicted to the way that she make her stomach roll 5'6 and she thick and lil' momma lovin this dick And all the sex and the love that we makin it be the shhhh She got me on that sprung, and she not on that dumb One that I'm seriously thankin of settlin down with But could it be my mind playing tricks on me, she got me excited The way that she move her stomach put my mind back in Hawaii I never been a freaky type, but yo' stomach's lookin right Ay gal, ay gal, ay ay!
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Copy to Clipboard: [Intro] (Six-pack!) Some people like thighs {ayy-yeah} (Fo'-pack!) Some people like backs {yeahhh} (Six-pack!) Some people like booty {ayy-yeah} (Fo'-pack!) Ain't nothin wrong with that {yeahhh} (Six-pack!) Ain't nothin mo' groovy (Fo'-pack!) Then when that stomach movig yeah It's the reason that I'm singin this song Because I ain't got nothin else to bust a nut on {Ohhh-hoo-ohhh-ho-hoooo} Whoa whoa whoa whoa-ohhh Yeah!
[T-Pain] Tight in the front, fat in the back, that's the way I like it My fire's ignited, I love it when she ride it Cause I can see the part of her that I love the most I know they're feelin me from coast to coast Cause I like that tank top... that cut off shirt Man I like everythang, that show that belly rang (yeah) Them crunches just got me punchin the wall And the pilates got that body lookin good in them bust short drawers But that stomach, yeah (whoahh) and you don't know
[Chorus: T-Pain] Shorty got that six-pack, fo'-pack you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach Lay on your back you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach Six-pack, fo'-pack you already know that I'm in love with yo' stomach It's the reason that I'm singin this song Cause nothin else turns me on like yo' stomach Whoa whoa whoa whoa-ohhh
[T-Pain] Oooh I like the way it move when she do only when she dances Got your boy thinkin 'bout gettin in them pants Feelin like y'all bought some brand new J's She make me wanna throw some D's on her - okay~! Man I like that tank top, but I'm about to take it off I should be payin money, I'm a have her walkin funny Them crunches just got me punchin the wall And the pilates got that body lookin good in the mall short drawers But that stomach, yeah (whoahh) no, no, no!
[Chorus]
[Tay Dizm] Gal! Tay Dizm, I got it, Tay Dizm I got a bad little roni and you already know And I'm addicted to the way that she make her stomach roll 5'6 and she thick and lil' momma lovin this dick And all the sex and the love that we makin it be the shhhh She got me on that sprung, and she not on that dumb One that I'm seriously thankin of settlin down with But could it be my mind playing tricks on me, she got me excited The way that she move her stomach put my mind back in Hawaii I never been a freaky type, but yo' stomach's lookin right Ay gal, ay gal, ay ay!
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