Push It Baby lyrics
Song information
Artist: Pretty Ricky
Album: Late Night Special
Lyrics
Its so many girls in here [x4]
I wanna see you push it push it push it
I wanna see you move it move it move it
I wanna see you wind it wind it wind it
I wanna see you
Push it baby oh just push that thang on me
Push it baby I wanna see you
When I step up in the club I'm so hot! hot! hot!
Tossing dollars at the hoes like ah! ah! ah!
Pretty women up in here like bah! bah! bah!
Spitting game in their ear like "lalalalalalaa"
Baby blue I don't play no games
Head to me feet so fresh, so clean
Buying out the bar like it ain't no thang
Hot boy like wayne
Diamonds in my chain blang! blang! blang!
I got canary diamond bustas
Got the matching lamborghini same color mustard
Baying drinks for these chicks and now they owe me
More gin if u wine, I'm the same ol g
Chorus:
I wanna see you push it push it push it
I wanna see you move it move it move it
I wanna see you wind it wind it wind it
I wanna see you push it baby oh just push that thang on me
Push it baby I wanna see you
Yeaaaaaah
Rick rabs just hit me on my bike
Riding this so quick don't try-i-i
Leave them haters in the dust like bye! bye! bye!
Girl standing on the corner like - alalalalalalaa
You know I pull up on the scene all late, twenty-eight
Big place, two dates
Leasing carrates, yes they gon' shake
Juicy like a milk shake, tender rise like a shake
Don't hate cause the oven on my side easy bake
So fly (so fly), no lie (no lie)
Urban legend in the hood like t.i
Cause I'm rich now
Chicks want to hit me now
Cause I spit rhymes that make slick the shit now
Chorus:
I wanna see you push it push it push it
I wanna see you move it move it move it
I wanna see you wind it wind it wind it
I wanna see you push it baby oh just push that thang on me
Push it baby I wanna see you
You know shades in the club like why- I - i
You my star baby look up in the sky- y - y
You see the pretty ricky jet flying high fly- I - i
I'm fly - I - I - I - I - i
Milli park the bently jump out clean
All eyes on me
Marco day blue jeans with the fresh tee
Lighting up in the club like I'm paparazzi
Call me mr.pringles I'm stacking my chips
Get up in the club make em' rain of rep
She on the pole spinning like bices
Snatched two chicks and rolled out like dices