Hurricane Chris - Halle Berry (She`s Fine) (feat. Superstarr) Lyrics:
She finer den a B, ass and her T
Thick in tha hips, every ni**a 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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 s**t, 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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)

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