That Girl (Remix) lyrics
by Marques Houston



(feat. Pied Piper)



[Intro:]

Yeah, I know I need you...

What we gonna do is slow it down

But it's gonna still feel like ya'll goin fast

I see ya bobbin' ya head America, yeah

Baby, I'm sorry

This is straight up out The Chocolate Factory



[Verse 1:]

Now wait a minute, hold up baby

Now I know that may look crazy

Her on top of me, when you are my lady

I did everything I could, tried my best to avoid it

But it's like she had her sex right and cooked it

Her pants came off and everything else followed

She pulled out the 'notic I killed the whole bottle

Just up with a hangover, where's the keys to my rover

Then to my surprise you were standin' right over me

Then all I could say was

Please Baby ,Please Baby ,Please Baby, Please



[Chorus:]

That girl, don't mean nothing to me

All she was to me was a mere fantasy

That girl , don't mean nothin' to me

Just somethin' that happened ,you're my everything

That girl, she's not even in my life

So don't look at me like we're all that tight

That girl, Baby I'm your man,

She was just a one-night stand

(And it started in a club)



[Verse 2:]

Now I was lookin' cool in my Tim's, jeans and Lakers Jersey

Sippin' on a Heineken and that's when she came on to me

I just mindin' my own business, and that's when

She started walkin' by me switchin ' her sexy ass

We got in to a little conversation

And that's when she told me that she would love to

Get me in the back of my Bentley drop top, she said

Get me out this club and well be goin' non-stop

And then we went back to the crib

Had sex but not love, please baby please, that's all it was



[Chorus]



[Bridge:]

Put my hat to left, put a sack in my jeans

Unloosen my Tim's, blind ' em with the bling

Roll up on 26's with a Puerto Rican and Japanese

Then step off in the club with about 32 gorillas behind me

Not worried about nothing, came to have a good time

Fiesta, take one of these ka-dunk-a-dunks to the mansion and make 'em mine

You know how we do, sippin' on that pimp juice

Put this remix on, dj when we come through

Rob we gonna spend this money 'til they yellin' curfew

Marq, we gonna rock this shit until she comes back to you



[Chorus x2]