Halle Berry (she's Fine) Official Remix Lyrics - Singles - Hurricane Chris

She finer den a B, ass and her T 

Thick in tha hips, every nigga wanna call her 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees 

Scrub the ground, she ain't nothin' but a tease 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Well, let's get ratchet, let's get ratchet 

Look at her prettier than Halle and thicker than Janet 

She say she like all of my club bangers I be jammin' 

I told her to bust it open let me see what's really happenin' 

She the ship and I'm the captain, I'm the captain 

Booty bigger and the pussy be poaching that make me happy 

And I'm all the way in your city, I'm from Louisiana 

So you gotta show me how your city do it for tha camera 

Make it drop and bring it back to the top, I'm no amateur, girl 

You could give it to me, it ain't nothin' I can't handle 

She just got out of the shower smellin' like a scented candle 

And I'll bend her, bend her backwards, I'll have her slidin' off the mattress 

No movin', no actin', baby this real action 

Beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me 

I know you're Halle Berry, baby this no actin' 

I beat it up so bad you be scared to walk past me for real 

She finer den a B, ass and her T 

Thick in tha hips, every nigga wanna call her 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees 

Scrub the ground, she ain't nothin' but a tease 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Halle Berry you jazzy, and that's way past fine 

Girl, you look like somethin' that's supposed to be on the dance line 

Incredible by the waist plus she got a pretty face 

Even though she got class, she listen to UGK 

I'm finna flip her through traffic with tha top back of tha donk 

Girl I guarantee I can make you go numb, numb, numb, numb, numb 

I got enough bread to take me and you to London 

And back to America and all over the country 

She make me wanna to keep her close by like a side kick 

She the type of chick that ain't gon' never look sloppy 

I'mma beat it out the frame, Hurricane that's who I be 

You must be Halle Berry, I don't need to see your ID 

She finer den a B, ass and her T 

Thick in tha hips, every nigga wanna call her 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees 

Scrub the ground, she ain't nothin' but a tease 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Gon' bob your head 

(Head) 

Gon' work your shoulder 

(Shoulder) 

Now what I just said girl do it on the D 

Age ain't shit, I done got a lil' older 

Me or you man, baby girl take a pick, which one? 

She's so classy, she's so jazzy 

Lil' momma blow like a rail 

Do it on the D, she don't need no help 

She say she got it, she do it all by herself 

Do it, do it sick 

Get so fine like a goddamn ticket, gave her a hickey 

In order for a nigga like me to spend cash 

You gotta bounce like shocks in your ass 

You, bed, ass, work, start slow, faster 

Mr. Halle Berry, Mr. Take Your B 

Take her from tha club to tha car to tha D 

Superstar 

She finer den a B, ass and her T 

Thick in tha hips, every nigga wanna call her 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

She walkin' like a model, hands on your knees 

Scrub the ground, she ain't nothin' but a tease 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry) 

Miss Berry, Miss Berry 

(Miss Berry)