Yo, this is Nappy Boy Radio live With your boy, T-Pain We love rap music Listen, uh, we got a caller on line one Caller, what's your problem? (Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain?) How's it goin'? Yeah! (It ain't goin' good! My girl ain't doin' her things she used to do, at all) I got just what you need: Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain (okay) You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio! We love you (What them boys gon' do for me? Aw) Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey That kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me They hatin' on me, hatin' on me They wanna diss, diss, this kiss Because she mine and so fine Thick as can be Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey That kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss In her mind she fantasize 'bout gettin' with me They hatin' on me, hatin' on me They wanna diss, diss, this kiss Because she mine and so fine Thick as can be I'm a country boy from Tappahannock (ah-woo) V.A. is where I reside, so shawty, understand it (ah-woo) And I know I just turned eighteen and I get a little mannish (ah-woo) And you see this bandana hangin', that means I'm like a bandit Like, like a bandit, bandit (ah-woo) Ooh, I got paper, girl Ooh, the Lamborghini Ooh, with the spyder seats Ooh, you never seen it (ah-woo) So get it, shawty We parkin' lot pimpin' in my donk And I know what you want
