Yung Berg f/ Jim Jones, Rich Boy  Sexy Lady (Remix)
Yung Berg The Business Lyrics

[Verse 1:] 
See I ain't neva met a girl 
That's getting down like you 
(never met a girl like you baby) 
And I ain't neva met a girl 
That put it down like you 
(you know you make it do what it do baby) 
(Ay ay ay) 
Say thug in yo life 
That's what you need shawty 
Anything you want 
It's guarenteed for my 
Boo boo boo boo boo 
yea yea yea 
And I ain't tryina go hard 
For what I need shawty 
I'm tryina tell you exactly what I need from 
You you you you you 
Cause you know I wanna 
 

[Chorus:] 
A Freak in morning 
A Freak in the evening 
Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me 
When ever you want me you can come and see me 
Cause you know just what to do 
You give me the business 
Give me the business 
Give me the business 
You give me the business 
Shawty give me the business 
If you know exactly what I wanna do (You want it too) 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(From the show to the afterparty) 
Baby I'm a give the business to you 
 

[Verse 2:] 
Ay,that business baby 
Cause I really wanna drive you crazy 
Wanna kiss wanna rub wanna lick wanna touch 
Wanna put it inside you baby 
Wanna climb on top of you 
And give it to you for a hour or two 
until you *** I 
Wannna hit it from the back 
Ooo stroke, stroke for a minute or two 
Because ya so tight 
Booty hung right 
Got her tongue right 
Ride with me 
To the sunlight 
We can have a little *** in the City baby 
You can be Carrie 
I'm a be Mr. Biggs 
Cause you so fine 
And you just right 
But you look much better with me 
So let me manage ya girl 
And did I eva tell ya 
That it's nice to know ya 
And you know I wanna 
 

[Chorus:] 
A Freak in morning 
A Freak in the evening 
Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me 
When ever you want me you can come and see me 
Cause you know just what to do 
You give me the business 
Give me the business 
Give me the business 
You give me the business 
Shawty give me the business 
If you know exactly what I wanna do (You want it too) 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(From the show to the afterparty) 
Baby I'm a give the business to you 
 

[Bridge:] 
Lets talk about that business baby 
It's more than just a 8 letter word 
It describes me and you 
And what we do 
Hold on this **** is so good, I gotta repeat fa ha 

Ya, see you been playing all night 
Now its time to handle business baby 
Keep goin hard on ya job when ya do it 
Ma, you drive me crazy 
You drivin me crazy when ya 
 

Give me the business 
G-give me give me, g-give me give me, give me the business 
G-give me the business 
Shawty give me the business 
If, if, if, if you know exactly what I wanna do 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
Then I'm a give the business to you 
Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(Can I give you the business shawty) 
(From the show to the afterparty) 
Baby I'm a give the business to you 

[Intro: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey sexy lady (yeah) it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey sexy lady (hey sexy lady) it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
(I told y'all!) Hey sexy lady~!

[Jim Jones]
It's hot days in December
We down Miami, drop tops in the winter
We off ocean, the Coupe doors open
And front wet woolies off Superman potion
Casino slang, try and kick game
She was flyer than a plane from her toes to the Gucci frame
(She was fly) Damn, but I'm sittin on two hundred thou'
I can't front cause I'm diggin lil' momma's style
London bag by Thomas Wylde, Vuitton shoe by Extreme Hole
Fall edition with the mean sole, pencil jeans look painted on
One night, the next day I'm gone
5 A.M. in the morn'
Drunk and high off Patron, momma it's on
Momma is you grown? It's the X-rated show
And if you got a man he's now your excellent foe
I'm bad

[Chorus One: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move - WHEN WE SING THIS SONG (yeah)
WE GON' HAVE SOME FUN (yeah) Hey sexy lady~!

[Yung Berg]
Yo, so quiet down I'm in the mode for pimpin
Yellowed denimous watch, call it Flotus Simpson
Young boy, so he like older women
But the young girls they know the bid'ness
Meet me at Pimp Leach{?}, then go to Zini
Or catch me on the tube like I Dream of Jeannie
Snap two times and I'm in a new city {*snap snap*}
Two mo' times and I'm back in my city {*snap snap*}
(SEXY LADY~!) Chi city, fly with me
Shorty wan' ride with me in the S-550
... They call me Young 50
Beats like Dre, flow like Biggie
Bop like Diddy, you can't match this
I don't roleplay, let my girl do the actin
Yeah, and shall I say
Au revoir, adios from the Y.B. gang, g'night!

[Chorus Two: Junior - sung] + (Yung Berg)
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey sexy lady, it was nice to know you (it was nice to know ya)
But I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn
Hey sexy lady~!

[Rich Boy - over Chorus]
Ay, sexy lady
Rich Bwoi, new money, locked
{*laughing*} Ay...

Hop in the ride baby the interior's soft
Let's go to my palace or up to my loft
Let me upgrade ya, nothin too major
Put ya in some Fendi just to add a lil' flavor
You musta got that pretty tan on South Beach
I can fly ya out the country where the phones don't reach
Or come to Alabama where I'm +BIGGER+ than the mayor
Hoes lickin at the lamb like a Life Saver
Talkin 'bout bread, well I'm a whole loaf
I can be the butter, let that ass be the toast
Or I can be your master and sit up on the throne
Have you walkin 'round in a leash and some thongs
Smellin my cologne, my manstick be long
You can get it now you ain't gotta wait long
Ain't nuttin like a slim wiz with a pretty face
And sexy lady I'ma give you first taste, roll with me

[Yung Berg]
It's the remix, shorty bring it back
It's the remix, Jones on the track
It's the remix, Rich bring it back
Sexy lady, Rob Holla' on the track, c'mon!
(SEXY LADY~!) This is a Y.B.M.G. product
Wild wild rock to what's good
Ari, my levels soundin right right now
That's what's crackin - loco! Hunnid! Junior!
The album comin soon, look what you made me
Ay, this to all my ex-girlfriends out there
Gotta move ah-ah-on, ah-ah-on
Ah uh-ah uh-ah, ah-ah-on...
{*instrumental to end*}