Gene Buck - Nothing on You Lyrics

Ayooooo
You already know, GB
Let's Go

Queen, you got that fire
Shine like the Moon
And, Queen
You what I desire
Yeah, desire
Yeah deep inside

Oo Oo little mama
You a bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

Oo Oo little mama
You bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

They ain't got nothing
Nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
Nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
They ain't got nothing
They ain't got nothing

They ain't got nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
They ain't got nothing
They ain't got nothing
They ain't got nothing

And they pull the red carpet out when you walk through
These other chicks don't compare
Not even a few
I mean, shit it ain't fair
Plus you blessed down there
Only competition dare is the chick in the mirror
They don't do it like you
Stuff a bag times two
Never get it like you
Keep it real stay true
Still that Bitch now
Even back in high school
Know I had to take it down
And, love when I do
Ooo
Run the bath water with the rose pedals to
I know how to set the mood
Girl, I'm not these other dudes
Tryna swim up in ya pool
I'm the shop not the tools
Type to make a chick drool
But, baby I chose You

They ain't got nothing, They ain't got nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
They ain't got nothing on You
They ain't got nothing, They ain't got nothing
You You You You
They ain't got nothing, Nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
Nothing
They ain't got nothing
Nothing
They ain't got nothing, They ain't got nothing
You You You You

Oo Oo little mama
You a bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

Oo Oo little mama
You bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

Hey Hey
Aye, I love it when you walk
Accent when you talk
Super fly like a hawk
In ya mind like ya thoughts
See, these other girls lunch
But I'm into main course
Let her fire up my blunt
Mami hot like a torch
We don't do 911, But we ride in a porche
If i'm never not around hold it down like a fort
Always make you smile like a nerd to a dork
And when I touchdown
Yeah, It's off to resort

Oo Oo little mama
You a bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

Oo Oo little mama
You bad Bitch
Prolly top top ten
On the atlas
Huh Hopped out the jag, like a actress
Shawty keep a bag, that's a habit

They ain't got nothing, Nothing
They ain't got nothing on You
Nothing
They ain't got nothing
Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing
You You You You