Lyric Automatic

[Verse 1 - Cowboy Troy]
She s sittin at the bar, sippin?on a beverage
Try to use your platinum card to get leverage
It don t matter, she s got her own
She s got diamonds for buttons on her cellular phone
She s a cutie with a booty, a hottie with a body
Get her on the dance floor, gonna get naughty
Don t mean no harm, just a little fun
Til it s time for breakfast and you see the sun

[ATOM]
Can t find the key to the door where 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!

[Chorus - ATOM]
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

[Verse 2 - Cowboy Troy]
The beat gets fast and you re cravin more
Suddenly you make you way to the floor
It s a hick-hop beat boy your body is pumped
All the fine ladies just shakin their butts
Step up to one then you ask her to dance
It appears to you she s in a trance
Take your time son play your position
Cause that s the primary mission

[ATOM]
Can t find the key to the door where 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!

[Repeat Chorus]

[Repeat Chorus x 2]