Lyrics Ciara – Boy Outta Here

Intro: Ciara
Step back, step back, watch me heat it up (heat it up)
Yeah, I know you wanna beat it up
Take a look at my curves, know you wanna ride (wanna ride)

Hook: Ciara
Speakin’ in a language that I can’t understand
I’m lookin’ for someone that ain’t afraid to be a man
I’m talkin’ full grown, it ain’t all about them pockets
I need someone that can steal my heart and lock it
If all you do is talk about your dollars — boy, you outta here
Got a girl and you still tryna holler — boy, you outta here
Got a Benz but you’re stayin’ with your mama — boy, you outta here
If it don’t make sense, boy, I ain’t tryna hear
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
If it don’t make sense, boy, I ain’t tryna hear

I be on my job, you be trying hard
Tryna show off, that won’t get you far
Ooh… like the playoffs
Go hard, boy — boss, or get laid off

Hook: Ciara

Rick Ross:
I see that she’s sexy, she see I’m successful
She tastes like a Pepsi, she seems to be special
Let’s shoot for the stars, I mean how can we miss?
The game’s truthfully ours, bitch come give me a kiss
She keep me so freaky, I ball like the Magic
Let’s go half on the Falcons, how our paper keeps stackin’

Outro:
Pop, pop… and watch me do it
Turn it up, make them bitches go stupid
I’m goin’ hard, I’m goin’ in
They want me to do it, do it one more ‘gain
Watch me work, watch me work
Watch me, watch me, watch me work
Watch me work, watch me work
Watch me, watch me, watch me work
Watch me work, watch me work
Watch me, watch me, watch me work, watch me work…
If you ain’t comin’ with it, boy, you outta here
Boy, you outta here
Boy, you outta here
Boy, you outta here
If you ain’t comin’ with it, boy, you outta here
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
Boy, you outta here — boy, boy you outta here
If you ain’t comin’ with it, boy, you outta here