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Jason Derulo (Derulo)
Come on
Everybody's looking for love, oh, oh
Ain't that the reason you're at this club, oh oh
You ain't gonna find a dance
Yeah, Jason Derulo.
Beluga Heights. (J. J. J. J. J. R.)

Come on, yeah everybody's looking for love, oh
Ain't that the reason you're at this club, oh
down, it going down, 
In my head, I see you all over me, 
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy, 
In my head, you'll be screaming ohhh
In my head, it's
my shit

Jason Derulo!

Now get on over here, and get up on this bed
I'm all upon you, now lock me and whip your legs
Pulled your shirt
down, it going down, 
In my head, I see you all over me, 
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy, 
In my head, you'll be screaming ohhh
In my head, it's
down, it going down, 
In my head, I see you all over me, 
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy, 
In my head, you'll be screaming ohhh
In my head, it's
Screw in 9-4 at a Fat Pat show
Back when Club Unique, use to be stadium bowl
I walked up to his car with a cassette in my hand
Then I freestyled for
routine player
I'mma go get 'em, mix 'em up like a dealer
Man three is company, b**** call me Jack Tripper

Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got
[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject
The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set
I got tired of watchin "Good
another shot
Damn the music loud
I'm 'bout to mix it up and blend in in the crowd
Grip slip slide by the dance floor
Baby grab me by my hand say she
spray the club on that thug shit
Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick
Told y'all real high, when I come you can try
If you want, you can die, if you
they brains hangin' 
Straight gettin' down for mine 
And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin' 
So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
from the avenue
Maniac Lunatic and you know that I'm tellin it
Bitch's head in my way, you know that I'm swirlin it
So all you punks take your weak ass
before it's in cast like Bob May
My rhymes
I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pimes
There's no escape
Na I
doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers

Just because my tone
on
Then after that she gon` jump my bone 

Gettin tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lot 
Sasquatch pipmin bitches from different cities
go in the club and dance, mix the alcohol
Great with roach spray, here's a drink, have a ball
Dance to the music, watch it party pooper
Yeah, you
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
they brains hangin' 
Straight gettin' down for mine 
And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin' 
So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head
and Mike
Driving down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for strangling my boy Jason
Should be taking my
the dope up in my Chevy
Hit the head rest
Kill `em all, by the Three 6 multiplicity, no sympathy
Namin` startin` from the see-be	-Q
Be from this infa-mee
There's a lot of people out here 
Who just don't know 
What plays a factor 
In movin' heads and toes 

It be them hits 
Hangin' out of them
ya mouth
Fo' we run up in yo house, fo' we run up in yo house
(Repeat 2x)

[Verse 2 - Frekaznatcha]
So you claimin' that you head bustin'
Come and feel