Bellybutton Lyrics

Bellybutton lyrics

Yeah

Cassidy

Huh

This one of my joints for the ladies man



[Hook - Cassidy (Woman)]

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl

You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl

(I'm not impressed by the money and the bling

Show me respect and then I'll show you my belly ring)

Lift up ya shirt, let me see ya bellybutton girl

You got a belly ring, show ya bellybutton girl

(Boy you my type and I like to do my thing

Treat me right, I'll show you what's under my belly ring)



[Verse 1]

Ain't nothing funny bout this money I be touching girl

I get the cheese, if you need it, then it's nothing girl

You might not know me, but I know if we was fucking girl

You would get blazed like the haze I be puffing girl

Kissing and hugging girl, licking and sucking girl

Ya body is the truth and you cute as a button girl

And you know I sold rock and I be hustlin girl

The pot I got on my stove top is not stuffing girl

You might not think that I'm the one to put ya trust in girl

But I won't break ya heart for nothing, I ain't bluffing girl

I think you got a crush on me, I see you blushing girl

I got you tempted cause I'm smooth as David Ruffin girl



[Hook]



[Verse 2]

I'm the kid from the telly with R. Kelly man

And I'm a ass, I'm a titty, I'm a belly man

I play them low like when I'm sittin on Pirelli's man

I'm blowing up so they be blowing up my celly man

Doing they gully dance, showing they belly man

It can't be jam because they shake it like it's jelly man

And it's some girls that probably never even wanted one

Till they heard the song and then they went and got they stomach done

Ya belly ring on bling, let ya belly floss

Just go bezerk, lift up ya shirt, show ya belly off

It's eye candy for the guys and it's fly mami

And you might like it if you try, don't be shy mami



[Hook]



[Verse 3 (Woman)]

And I know it some women who don't have a belly ring

It's okay, ay, ay (okay, ay, ay)

Cause you can go to the store and get yourself a belly ring

Today, ay, ay (Today, ay, ay)

On the radio, the TV, even the press

Women get their bellybuttons pierced, even they breasts

You supposed to cloth yourself, not expose yourself

But when this song come on, they can't control theyself

They be doing they thizzle y'all, making it wiggle y'all

I got 'em shaking and bouncing it like the dribble y'all

You know the izzle y'all, I'm off the hizzle y'all

For shizzle my nizzle, I love my nigga Swizzle y'all

Cause he the cat that make the tracks, I'm the cat that's rapping

I'm back in action, and I'm bout to get it crack-a-lacking

I'm that boy, you can be that bitch

So if you got ya belly pierced, let me see that sis, just



[Hook 2x]