Mr. Vegas - file

ARTISTE: MR. VEGAS

Chorus

She's a tamale drunk on courvoisier

She wanna party after the party

She wanna private dance with somebody

Cause her body gotta a mind of its own..oh oh oh own.

Nah nah nah nah na na na na naa.

Just the way how she move her body

You can tell that she's a tamale

Hips moving like a Ferrari

You can tell that she's a tamale

(Repeat)

Verse 1

As soon as she walked thru the door aha aha

And back her thing up on the floor aha aha

It's getting hot it's about to blow

Tell the firetruck to bring the hose

Showing off her belly skin

Looking sexy with naval ring

She don't care who's hating

She ain't faking she's just doing her thing own own..oh oh oh own

Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana naa.

Just the way how she move her body

You can tell that she's a tamale

Hips moving like a Ferrari

You can tell that she's a tamale

(Repeat)

Verse 2

She's got man gazing

Cause she's so hot ah she's blazin'

It is so crazy

But this girl amaze me

She's such a lady

Skin like a new born baby

Scent like a garden daisy ..

Ppfat like the lips of missy aye, own... own..oh oh oh own

Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana naa.

Just the way how she move her body

You can tell that she's a tamale

Hips moving like a Ferrari

You can tell that she's a tamale

(Repeat)

Chorus

She's a tamale drunk on courvoisier

She wanna party after the party

She wanna private dance with somebody

Cause her body gotta a mind of its own, own..oh oh oh own.

Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana naa.

Just the way how she move her body

You can tell that she's a tamale

Hips moving like a Ferrari

You can tell that she's a tamale

(Repeat)