Sexxy red lyrics video
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (woo, woo, woo, baow, baow, baow, baow)
(Woo, woo) grraow, baow, baow, baow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo)
Yeah, yeah (woo-woo, woo-woo, woo), it’s Sexyy
chorus
Slim thick, caramel skin, 5’5″, this bitch a ten (yeah)
Hair done, bills paid, catch me slidin’ in a Benz (vyoom)
I ain’t lookin’ for no man, I ain’t recruitin’ no new friends
Louis bag filled with bands, go on, Sexyy, do your dance
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
verse
Yeah, boy, you know this ass super fat (I ain’t lyin’, though)
Fuck me good, I’m throwin’ that shit back (I’m his favorite ho)
H-h-he wanna kiss me all over my tats (uh, uh, uh, uh, I’ma let him, though)
I’m so fuckin’ sexy that he’ll text (all these niggas on go)
verse
F-f-feel myself ’cause I know that I’m that (yeah, bitch, I’m go)
Ridin’ through St. Louis in a Scat (and I can’t go slow, ‘krrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Bust down middle pointer, I got it black (I’m a big fine ho)
Walkin’ through the club lookin’ like a snack (but you knew that though)
bridge
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop-whoop)
verse
Big Sexyy blood, love the hoes, bounce that ass, touch ’em toes (uh-huh)
Booty shorts, coochie swoll’, thong all up my booty hole
Niggas cheaters, they on go, trust a nigga, that’s a no
He can eat my coochie, though, awesome Johnson got me throned
verse
Little miss Sexyy walkin’ down the street (beep, beep)
I don’t know what to do ’cause the niggas after me (skrrt-skrrt)
I’m so fuckin’ sexy, yeah, my skin is glistenin’ (woo, woo, woo-woo)
Diamonds hittin’ hard, niggas wanna drive my tank (woo, woo, bling)
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
chorus
Slim thick, caramel skin, 5’5″, this bitch a ten
Hair done, bills paid (yeah), catch me slidin’ in a Benz
I ain’t lookin’ for no man, I ain’t recruitin’ no new friends
Louis bag filled with bands, go on, Sexyy, do your dance
Uh, uh, uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (get it, Sexyy)
Uh, uh (get it, Sexyy), uh, uh
