Rehab - So Dizzy Lyrics
Whatcha want girl?Whatcha need girl?Here go, come hereDont act like thatI'm so dizzyMy head is spinningShe's so fine that it should be a sinGood Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sportyI keep knockin', knockin' but you won't let me inWhoooI be dog-goneHell to the yeahYou fine as a camel hairAin't near a mammal anywhereDanny compare to you, boo booI know I'm countryBut you want me to touch you don't youWanna get raunchy don't youWhy don't you call meYou built like a Barbie dollCause you so dag-gone fineThis ol' mind of mineTwist all kind of waysI'm catching vertigoFrom a girl that's soVoluptuousPlus strikingDamn near venomousAnd I'm likingThe way you looking ladySomebody cooking the right meat and potatoes, babyI'm feeling the way you filling up that skirtStopping trafficDropping jaws like bad habitsWhen you walking dag nabbitYou so purdy and I'm dirty dirtyAnd it hurt me when you're flirtyAnd all nerdyBut you're sultryGiving me goose bumps like poultryI ain't chicken thoughYou sticking close to meCould beA beautiful thing fa' sho'I'm so dizzyMy head is spinningShe's so fine that it should be a sinGod Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sportyI keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me inShe got me crumbling, mumblingStepping on my tongue and studderingHovering wonderingYou know I got that junky lovingGimme some rubbingIt ain't gotta be hardI just wanna mow the back yardYou pulled my cardDon't try to dodge itI'm not here to take anythingI just want to make a depositDon't be scaredThat's just my beardI know I sound kinda weirdBut I'm fond of your rearDon't scream my earYou remind me of my girlfriendAnd her girlfriendC'mon girl let's have some childrenIn a whirlwindYou got me spinning like a 45I feel like a tractor-trailer rolling over on 85I need 80 wivesTo keep up with my 80 livesEverywhere I go I'm still the new guy with new liesLet's go mommy, time to get busyI'm taking five dramamines just in case I gets dizzyI'm so dizzyMy head is spinningShe's so fine that it should be a sinGod Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sportyI keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me inYou banging, sugar boogerI know I'm just one in a tonof young son of a gunjust wantin some of you honeyAnd I ain't got much moneyI know I'm fat but I'm funnyAnd I'm a hard workerAnd I never give upI do whatever it takesJust to live upTo your expectationsNo sex? What?Well then I'll be patientI really hate to toot my own hornBut aooo-gahBut it's looking to me, booLike you need a new guyWhat you want? A latte? A ham on rye?Girl, I'm just trying to get in your bloodstreamLike e coliYou so flyYou got the pelican flyinJust tell me, what I gotta do to get a thigh?A breast, a wing or somethingUp above all the pumpkinsWhat am I, a bumpkin?Straight out of AtlantaRehab or somethingI just wanna be wit chuLay up in the hay wit chuSay hey to youYoure know your lookin good to go, booI'm so dizzyMy head is spinningShe's so fine that it should be a sinGod Lordy shorty, sure lookin' sportyI keep knockin' knockin' but you won't let me inWhatcha want girl? I got a whole lotWhatcha need girl? I got a whole lot
