[intro]
[Tucker]
What's up girl?
[Jasmine]
Heeey...oh, you're kinda cute for a whiteboy.
[Tucker]
You want me to buy you a Redbull and Alize'?
[Jasmine]
You tryin' to holla at me? Please...

[hook]
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it bro, but she won't like you...

[Tucker]
Well, hello girl, let's play blow Tucker, I'm a
ride your ass, just like you're a slow trucker, oh
brother. She moves that big, sweet ass right, as
much rhythm as my favorite peas, the Black-Eyes.
Hop in the Bentley, that's right, my Ford Taurus, only
got one dollar, but I got four quarters. Girl,
I wanna eat you like you're a smorgasbord,
mi amore. I'm an alcoholic, can I order more?
Girl, you're the best, uh-huh, yes you are, especially
when you let me put my drinks on your credit card. I
got candy for you like I'm a ragin' raver, pull
out my death star, and play with my laser. I can
treat you whether you're high class or low 'C', we can
listen to punk rock or have tea and blow me.
Oops, I mean crumpets, maybe some sweet muffins, oh
fuck it, let me tune in to Tokyo I need lovin'.

[hook]
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it bro, but she won't like you...

[Jasmine]
Damn boy, I been thought you knew, skipped my way back to the Lou and
rolled up into the cold school, had another bite of Frozen Foods,
cause I got the recipe to get that krunky stuff, stuff,
think I'm anything less than fresh to def, you got me fucked up.
Still ballin', still lookin' damn good with insufficient funds.
Still gorgeousss. Still thinkin' you can hit? Well you ain't know 'bout nothin',
so let me tell you something. Save that front for the weather man,
don't come at all or come better man, thinkin' that I can't, you know
Goddamn well that I can and, I told y'all, you don't wanna fuck with me, better
off just go ahead in love with me, don't be scared, keep some trust in me, cause if you
want hot shit, leave it up to me. Don't front...because
I got it goin' on and you like it!

[hook]
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it goin' on...
She got it bro, but she won't like you...

[Blaine]
Wait sis, I think you'd best stop.
I missed it, when did you get hot?
I'd say, you'd better shake this spot, cause
I'm Blaine, and (sigh) you're just not. So
what, you got your clothes from some of those shops?
Don't you know, my Dad owns those? GOD!
You look more like the groupies that we call 'blowpops'.
Forgive her Lord, her little bougie-ass knows not.
Around the Orange County, I'm of founding member stock here.
Your cadence and flow is 'bout as old as Heather Locklear.
Gross, like the free clinic where you got your papsmear.
I've seen your kind, but I like better pot dear.
Speaking of which, what's your name, I forgot?
And speaking of bitch, go complain to your doc. It's a
shame you would ever, dare to fill the spotlight.
Blaine is forever, like Paris Hilton's rocks right?

[Jasmine]
What? Oh hell no, see I'm about to fuck your little pasty-ass up here in a second, talkin' all crazy and shit. What you 'bout know me? I'm from the number one most dangerous city in the US of A boy! I'll shank yo' ass!
[Blaine]
My dad would so sue you.
[Jasmine] Weren't you listening? I said I had 'insufficient funds' you ain't goin' get nothin', so you better walk your ass up the block and go holla at somebody else.
[Blaine]
What? Weren't you listening? I don't want YOU! EWWW!!!
[Jasmine]
Oh no...you're one of thooose boys...mmm-hmm, a little sweet in the can are you?
[Blaine]
What are you talkin' about?
[Jasmine]
Mmm-hmm, real men wear pink my ass.
[Blaine]
That's salmon! This is salmon! Hey, this is salmon!




Song from the free album
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NANCY by The NancyBoys
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