Chris Brown & Kevin McCall strip

Take it off, I wanna love you
And everybody, wanna touch you
You moving right, wanna see what's up under
You back it up - beep beep! - like a trucker
Nice thighs! Nice waist
And you know I can't forget about your face
But don't none of that matter - I'm about to make your pockets fatter
Girl I just wanna see you strip
Girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip!
God damn you're sexy.
God damn you're sexy (Babyyy)
God damn you're sexy
Girl, I just wanna see you
Got my shades on, with my Jays on, in the club with a pocket full of ones
This girl booty outta control
There she go, up and down the pole
Which one I'mma take home? Get my freak on
If you ain't freakin we ain't speakin...
Think I'm playin? No I'm not
Let me see you back it up and drop
Yeah, I wanna see your legs in the air
Baby don't worry about your hair, all those tracks...
I don't give a damn about that
In the club and they're playing my song
Turn it up, play it all night long
If you think you can and you know you can
I'mma give you all this money, money, money
Girl I just wanna see you strip
Girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip!
God damn you're sexy.
God damn you're sexy (Babyyy)
God damn you're sexy
Girl, I just wanna see you
Pants, shirt - You could take it off
Panties, bra - You could take it off.
Red-bottom heels - You could take em... wait, wait...
Leave'em on cause I like my women tall
Got a hot mama, you're hotter than a sauna
I want to peel them clothes off your body like a banana
The only reason I dress you in that designer
Is to get you out that Dolce & Gabanna
I throw this money up, she watch it all fall
Toot that thang up...
Anything you want baby, you can have it all
Starting with my last name... now they call you Mrs. McCall
Girl I just wanna see you strip
Girl take your time with it
Girl I just wanna see you strip!
God damn you're sexy.
God damn you're sexy (Babyyy)
God damn you're sexy
Girl, I just wanna see you