Best Love Song

Album: RevolveR (2011)
Charted: 40 33
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  • Nappy boy (hey) pretty boy
    Nappy boy (hey) pretty boy

    Turn up the bass, turn up the treble
    I'm about to take you to a whole another level
    DJ turn off what you're playing
    I want the whole club to hear what I'm saying
    Because this girl means so much to me
    And now we're on the floor and she touchin' me
    And if I wanna take her home
    It's gotta be better than what they do on the radio

    It's gotta be the crunkest
    It's gotta be the loudest
    It's gotta be the best, the best love song she's ever heard in her life
    I gotta tell her how I feel
    I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
    No need for me to write it, I just gotta picture her smiling
    And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
    Now we've got the whole stadium in love like yeah

    Turn up the lights, give me a mic
    I'm bout to sing it to her just how she likes
    Jump off the stage bombs away
    Crowd surfin' all the way cowabunga
    You know it's right, just do the wave
    Girl just move your body like a snake
    And if you wanna get with me
    Put your hands in the air, show me that energy

    It's gotta be the crunkest
    It's gotta be the loudest
    It's gotta be the best, the best love song she's ever heard in her life
    I gotta tell her how I feel
    I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
    No need for me to write it, I just gotta picture her smiling
    And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
    Now we've got the whole stadium in love like that

    Homie kiss your girl
    Shorty kiss your man
    We can see you on the kissing cam
    Please show me some love
    Show me some love
    Now look her in the eye, say baby I love you
    I never put no one above you
    And if you feel that way
    Go ahead and kiss your baby
    And now we've got the whole stadium in love like
    And if you feel that way
    Go ahead and kiss your baby
    And now we've got the whole stadium in love like

    Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (no-ooh-oh) baby
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (yeah, yeah, aah-ah) uh-huh)
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Writer/s: Christopher Maurice Brown, Faheem Najm, Tramaine Micheal Winfrey
    Publisher: REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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