Automatic - Cowboy Troy, Atom

She’s sitting at the bar sipping on a beverage try to use your platinum card to get leverage

It don’t matter she’s got her own she got diamonds for buttons on her cellular

phone.

She’s a cutie with a booty hotie with a body

Get on the dance floor gunna get naughty.

Don’t mean no harm just a little fun it don’t matter till breakfast till you

see the sun

Can’t find the key to the door were her heart is.

Can’t find no magic word to say all the things I want to say

There’s no equation for that rose she only knows when she goes

She’s automatic

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

Don’t give her no static

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to Automatic

The beat gets fast and you’re craving more

Suddenly you make your way to the floor

It’s a hick hop beat boy your body is pumped

All the fine ladies shaking there buts

Steep up to one ask her to dance

It appears to you that she’s in a trance

Take your time son play your position cause that’s the primary mission

Can’t find the key to the door were her heart is.

Can’t find no magic word to say all the things I want to say

There’s no equation for that rose she only knows when she goes

She’s automatic

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

Don’t give her no static

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to Automatic

She’s automatic

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

Don’t give her no static

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

She’s automatic

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

Don’t give her no static

She’s automatic

She turns on when she wants to.

Automatic

Automatic

Automatic