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Looking good plenty tight
Is there room, any more room for me
In those jeans
Really thick, like I like it
Tell me is there any more room for me
In those jeans
Looking tasty really scrumptious
Tell me is there any more room for me
In those jeans
Looking good plenty tight
Is there room, any more room for me Got on my ride seen you from a far
And I couldn't stop myself from looking hard (staring)
You wore these jeans
Girl you wore these jeans and you
Made a thug want to cry something terrible
I had to have, have you for myself baby
You don't know what those jeans do to me
Make me want to get down on one knee
You've got that thunder
And it only makes me wonder how it feels
To get up in those jeans
Oh those jeans [Chorus] You are the bomb
Girl you're tight to death, baby
I don't know the words to say to you
All that I know, baby all I know is that
I'm loving what I see and I'm feeling you
I want to know, all I want to know is if
I could have what's up in those jeans
Baby can I have what's up in those jeans
Don't get alarmed cause I don't mean no harm
But I love the way you wear those jeans
Levi's, Prada, Baby Phat, I love them
Love the way you, wearing them I love them yeah
Calvin, Iceberg, Sergio, I love them
Trying to get inside of those
Yeah yeah yeah [Chorus] I want to say that those jeans looking good fitting right
Baby damn those jeans
Any kind doesn't matter if you wearin' them you look fine
Baby damn those jeans
Anytime that I see you I want in, you wear 'em well
Baby damn those jeans
You the shit you the bomb
All I want to know is can I have what's in those jeans
Can I get in those jeans can I baby [Chorus] Any more