Ruben Studdard - To Da Crib Lyrics

Let's go, let's go, KL
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go

Hey, there sexy lady over there
Girl, you looking so good, girl I swear
That I wanna have you on my team
No bench baby girl, you can start for me

It's okay if you wanna, girl
Hold the bar down at the club, girl
'Cause you stand out, girl
Anywhere that you are, girl

You the number one stunna in here
Girl, you got me thinking about getting outta here
And going to da crib if you're wit me
Baby girl, are you wit me?

You're like something from outta a dream
Face like Heliana, body like freak
Let's go to my crib if you wit me
Baby girl, are you wit me?

I'm telling you you won't forget it, girl
Even though you thought he watch your world
See he wasn't me, girl
And I know I'm a pro at it

You can look from here to Tokyo
You'll never find a man
That treats ya so good like I do, girl
It'll be alright, girl, if you wanna

Hold the bar down at this club, girl
Stand at the wall at this club, girl
'Cause you stand out, girl
Anywhere that you are, baby girl

You the number one stunna in here
Girl, you got me thinking about getting outta here
And going to da crib if you're wit me
Baby girl, are you wit me?

You're like something from outta a dream
Face like Heliana, body like freak
Let's go to my crib if you wit me
Baby girl, are you wit me?

Hey, baby girl, it's really necessary
Miss Stacy Jasmine's along with me
Or maybe Halle Berry
You're looking like all three

But all alone you stand as one
Let's get this done, let's leave this club
'Cause shortie you the one from where I'm standing, girl
You know that you're the champion

You're killing all these chickens in here, plucking all of 'em
You got the type of look that niggas only dream about
Go tell all your friends, go grab your folk
'Cause girl we're leaving out

You the number one stunna in here
Girl, you got me thinking about getting outta here
And going to da crib if you're wit me, baby

You're like something from outta a dream
Face like Heliana, body like freak
Let's go to my crib