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I can’t get enough of that
I can’t get enough of that girl
Kevin Michael, Shorty Da Kid, lets go
When I first saw her she was licking her lips
With a gold chain hanging off the side of her hips
Glossy as the pages of a magazine
Got to figure how to get you on the team
So I asked if we could sit on the steps
And let a young G kick it from the right to the left
Gotta keep it movin’ and work the game
Trying to spend a minute up next to your frame
She’s so fine that it really, really blows my mind
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ‘cause I feel like I’m dreaming
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
In the bedroom, on the table
Whenever, wherever I’m willing and I’m able
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
We took a ride in my Coupe De Ville
Doing drive-by’s all day, if looks could’ve killed
She would be the bullet that hit me hard
Got that kinda ass that’s dangerous
And I ain’t trying to be the one that she played
‘Cause she’s a dime, my nigga and I want her to stay
Brain that’s just as bangin’ as the body and
Shawty got me thinking I’m a family man
She’s so fine that it really, really blows my mind
I just can’t help myself
I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough of that girl
In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ‘cause I feel like I’m dreaming
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
In the bedroom, on the table
Whenever, wherever I’m willing and I’m able
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
Hold on, stop, somebody blow the whistle
I gotta call a time out ‘cause baby’s so official
It hit me like a missile when I seen it, shawty got me feelin’
Rise of the sun till the evening
Got me wanna clean and cook, maybe I’m dreaming
Listen, ba boom, ba boom, hear my heart beating
Weekends I don’t even hit the club
‘Cause first we on the couch then in the tub
In the bed it’s whatever she wanna do
We stop, take a break and get ready for round two
‘Cause I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
She’s five foot nothing, I’m feeling the frame
A man that donkey on the back but like you need to be tamed
See I got her by the game, you know it’s a fact, boy
She telling all her friends she go with a track, boy, ay
She’s so fine that it really, really, really blows my mind
And I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
In the morning, in the evening
Somebody shake me ‘cause it feels like I’m dreaming
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl
She turned out the light and she’s turning me on
And I‘m turnin’ her out till the break of dawn
I can’t get enough of that girl
I can’t get enough of that girl