Lyrics:
would be a day like this
The orchestra in my mind don't play like this (naw)
But I'm prepared for it
Got a lil rare for it
Brushed off my airs
Even
claim
I just wanna know her name and her mind frame
She my hot thing, where the tie live
She actin' independent, but she wanna sign a deal
Say she from
there
Wanna touch my nookie, baby? Touch me right there
Make me lose my mind, baby? Touch me right there
Party over here, ain't shit over there
See how
defined
I'll be relevant forever, get it through your mind
Just watch me
[Chorus]
(I see you)
Two steppin' in the club
With my L in the air
crunk
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on
Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start
talkin' crazy at that face off
In the back of my mind I was like
"I hope he fight" i told that nigga
"Lower ya tone watch what you say
Or I'ma let it sing"
pay the DJ to play my shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
With the bull pimp cup man I'm sloppy drunk
I don't broke into club it's
pay the DJ to play my shit
[Chorus]
[Lil' Jon]
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
With the bull pimp cup man I'm sloppy drunk
I don't broke into club it's
on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
Now
I was born in the boot at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hating, trying to wash
(Get freaky)
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way shes windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so freaky
the fast lane
Gettin' fucked by the past
Got my mind on my cash
And my next piece of ass, so fuck 'em all!
(That's right, bitch, fuck 'em all)
Come put your
know me from
Ki ló ṣẹ́lẹ̀ gán gàn
Ki ló ṣẹ́lẹ̀ where you know me from
Ki ló ṣẹ́lẹ̀ gán gàn
You know it's the makings of a murder when my mind's
ain't old
We thug clubs gettin' them hoes drunk
My home wished that in the air
We got them things in somethin' pop off
With the crew we finish them
I
is how we go
Have you ever felt this so amazing?
Dancing in the club with all my girls
Get down, get down it's temporary
We're getting off the ordinary
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
off white
Smoke so much the inside of
My car need fog lights
Clags of smoke coming out of
The gat like exhaust pipe
I'll let the gun shoot and
Open up
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
All these hoes pursuing me
Walking around the club, yea they acting like they knew me
All these niggas used me
Said they were my bros now they act
the 'yes man'
I'm in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club
Said she was hungry I take her for sushi
Bring her back home now she actin real bougie
She gettin too comfy she really a groupie
I speak with my mind
go my way day
Every body gonna hear what I got to say
I'm out this bitch til Monday
I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
The club is
storm
I won't go back
But trust me, you're gon' hold that
Hold that (mmh, mmh)
Get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get
into my player's club
You can be my latest love
After you back it up, then stop
What, what, what
Drop it like it's hot
I been twisted off of that gin,
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