Pretty Ricky Nothing But A Number Lyrics

Pretty Ricky
Nothing but a Number

Yeah this ya boy pleasure..
the fine pleasure...
to all the ladies who like pleasure....
age aint nuthin but a numba...
pretty ricky and the mavericks...

(It aint nothing but a (lets go) number)
It aint nothing but a number
(aint nothing but a number)
It aint nothing but a number
it aint nuthin but a nummmber
it aint nuthin but a number..........yeah

[Chorus:]
You sa-a-a-a-a-e-e-e it's because of my age gurl
but age aint nothing but a number
It aint nothing but a number (number baby)
You sa-ea-ea-ea-ea it's because of my age gurl
but age aint nothing but a number
It aint nothin but a number (number baby)

I'm a young man, but my d___ grown up
I like to beat it up wit legs on my shoulder
I'm the one you call when you wanna get f___ed.
Hit you in da house, in da car, in da truck.
Baby bend over, let me hit it from the back.
Imma show you how Stella got her groove back.
How you feel like a little girl, sneakin for your boyfriend
leavin' your window cracked.
I get a phone call everyday weekly.
Legs open very easy da meanin' of L.O.V.E
baby blue, B.A.B.Y.B.L.U.E.
Have you spellin out my name in yo sleep.
I beat that drum like the energizer bunny.
Keep goin' and goin', goin' and goin'.
Show ya that an old man can't do ya body like I can.
I'll flip it and keep ya moanin'.

[Chorus]

I know you been goin' through some changes.
People got you anglin' in different directions.
Now it's time for the best
Sit down on the bed gurl
Let me teach you what lesson I'm talkin' 'bout.
Heavy s__ 'n' a little romance 'n' a little affection
I'm talking' 'bout headboard bangin'
Forget about dem other ones, aint nobody gonna do you like (ahh)
Age aint nothin but a number gurl
Tryin to blow your mind and make you wonder gurl
Trying to hit you with this thunder gurl, trying to make this bedroom rumble girl
So turn the page to another chapter 'cause you who I'm after nothin'
else matter
I'm your servant, you're my master
I'm tryin to climb this ladder happily ever after gurl

[Chorus]

Don't waste no time, just gimme your hand lets walk on the sand
Spend a couple of grand.
Approachin' your body with s__ appeal.
On the real, you and me could just chill.
I'm talkin' 'bout back action, satisfaction,
guaranteed whip flashes on your back.
Gurl my luv is everlastin, everlastin.
I wanna sign ya, and wine 'n' dine ya.
Spin you like DJ Rhyma.
Suck on your neck like a vampire.
you a bomb.
'Bout to blow up all you need is a big timer.
Don't worry 'bout age 'cause I'm 21, bout mines
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