"Baby Doll" Shoot

Take it off, come get it off
Don't slow, push it up against the wall
All fours, walking like a dog
Dirty, dirty, I came to come hard
All for me and my swag off the charts
I think you're sweating, you're scared of the dark
If you score, gotta hit out of the park
Baby, come and get it, here we are

Don't you wanna ride with it, ride with it
Baby girl she ain't right with it, right with it
Whatcha say? I'm grinding (Back it up, back it up)
I'm grinding (Back it up, back it up)
Don't you wanna ride with it, ride with it
Baby girl she ain't right with it, right with it
(Hollaback girl) Grinding (Back it up, back...

[Girlicious:]
You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you
Can Keep On Watchin Me (Ay)
You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you (Ay) You, you
Can Keep On Watchin Me

[Nichole:]
Look At Me I Know I'm Fly (Fly)
Look At Me you Wanna Be Fly Like that I,
I'm The Truth and the Truth Don't lie
Gimme 10 Feet Chick
Now Add Another 5

If I Had A stiff one you be all on that (I'm On Fire) I Put Hot On The Map
Cause I Be The One That you Wanna Be Like
(Oh Oh Oh) Yeah you Wanna Be Like Me

[Chorus:]
Everything She Do Is Like Me (Ay) From Her Head To Her Feet Like Me (Ay)
She Trynna Talk Like...

[Sean Kingston:]
J.R.
Kingston

[JR:]
Kingston!
1..2..3..

[Sean Kingston:]
And I'm still in love

[Girlicious:]
Girlicious

[Sean Kingston:]
I hope y'all ready... let's go!

[Girlicious:]
Thinkin about you... and me
I don't know what to do... about us baby
I'm missin you like ice on my finger,
Snow in the winter
I ain't got nothing to do but cry, cry on my pillow

Now I already kissed on Bobby
I already checked on Trent
I'm already done with Tommy
And I'm already through with Brent
Now I wonder where you went
Baby I gotta tell you that I'm still
Still in love

I'm still in love
(I'm tellin you straight up)
Still in love
(I...

You take a girl on a few nice trips
Let a girl sit in a few nice whips
I guess you feel like I owe you one
I guess you want me to show you something
So you got momma a brand new bag
Hopin momma gonna feel that swag
I guess you feel like I owe you one
I guess you want me to show you something

You say you like to go shopping (eh)
You wanna take me out
(You wanna take me out?)
You buy me a little something something
Saying that it's nothin
But I know what it's about
But you don't wanna play dress up (eh)
You wanna take me down
Guess you figured a trinket or two
Would get you a ticket into what's under my blouse...

'Cause I gotta player my hands
I got a real jabber on my hands
I got a faker on my hands
Got a good liar on my hands

(Florida rap)

Everybody gets, gets a fair try
You alright with me 'til you tell a lie
From the top you seem
Like a different type of guy
Did your own thing
I gave it a try oh yeah

Told me you where catching feelings
Kind off unusual
Don't believe you don't let no woman
Ever see this side of you

And I admit you had me going
Thinking that this was the move
Until I seen a girl all on you, kissing you

Now your bridge is burned uh huh, uh huh
I guess I was wrong about him uh huh, uh huh
It looks like...