Текст песни Zipcodes - T.H.C (The Harlem Child)
Girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
to
you
We
can
head
out
this
club
and
leave
ya
crew
Wanna
borrow
ya
baby
I
hope
it's
cool
with
you
Girl,
girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
with
you
We
can
have
a
few
drinks
you
know
get
in
the
mood
I'm
only
here
for
one
night
I'll
make
moves
with
you
I
got
bitches
in
Georgia
I
got
bitches
in
jersey
I
got
bitches
in
Florida
I
got
bitches
in
New
York
I
got
bitches
in
Georgia
I
got
bitches
in
jersey
I
got
bitches
in
Florida
Make
ya
mind
up
make
ya
mind
up
yea
yea
You
better
hurry
for
my
times
up
for
my
times
up
Only
here
to
night
remind
ya
that
reminder
Girl
you
look
good
wanna
wine
ya
then
I
dine
ya
(Uh
yea
yea)
Move
ya
body
like
a
belly
dancer
Girl
ya
love
got
me
sick,
serious
as
cancer
You
like
to
ask
a
lot
of
questions,
girl
I
got
the
answer
You
don't
want
me
for
my
glitter
nah
nor
my
glamour
yea
yea
You
met
me
in
the
bando
wearing
cammo
You
got
static
I'm
ya
Rambo
with
the
ammo
Wavy-world
the
commander,
I
go
commando
Take
you
down
slow
jams
and
them
scented
candles
(yeah)
Quiet
location
to
change
the
scenery
(scenery)
I
might
break
your
heart
don't
know
what
you
see
in
me
Tryna
show
you
the
life,
yea
light
some
geenery
See
you
when
I'm
in
town
knowing
what
you
mean
to
me
Girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
to
you
We
can
head
out
this
club
and
leave
ya
crew
Wanna
borrow
ya
baby
I
hope
it's
cool
with
you
Girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
with
you
We
can
have
a
few
drinks
you
know
get
in
the
mood
I'm
only
here
for
one
night
I'll
make
moves
with
you
I
got
women
out
of
town
I
got
women
where
I'm
from
So
until
I
settle
down
I'll
be
looking
for
that
one
I'ma
fuck
you
make
you
cum
Love
you
till
the
love
is
done
Got
me
talking
sentimental
Don't
know
what
the
hell
you
done
Hit
ya
phone
with
a
message
Show
a
tab
bit
of
effort
Sometimes
I
hesitate
hoping
that
you
don't
reject
it
Keep
my
heart
well
protected
so
I
act
like
I'm
heartless
When
we
get
together
some
how
I
show
it
regardless
Hmmm
yea
yea
Hope
you
hear
what
I'm
saying
On
the
move
I
ain't
staying
Too
busy
to
be
playing
Hmm
yea
yea
On
a
mission
to
the
top
You
either
with
me
or
you
not
I
need
a
rider
to
fill
that
spot
In
this
world
that
we
living
in
seem
impossible
With
this
view
from
the
penthouse
feeling
unstoppable
I
tend
to
do
what
I
do
These
niggas
do
what
they
gotta
do
So
come
get
on
top
of
me
and
let's
fly
where's
it's
tropical
Girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
to
you
We
can
head
out
this
club
and
leave
ya
crew
Wanna
borrow
ya
baby
I
hope
it's
cool
with
you
Girl
I'm
loving
the
way
that
that
body
move
Think
of
so
many
things
I
wanna
do
with
you
We
can
have
a
few
drinks
you
know
get
in
the
mood
I'm
only
here
for
one
night
I'll
make
moves
with
you
Ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
Ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
ya
I
got
bitches
in
DC
I
got
bitches
in
Florida
I
got
bitches
in
Georgia
I
got
bitches
in
Georgia
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