Lyrics:
You tell me to stay home
'cuz I go out too much
Who are you to judge me
I'm gonna go out
With my girls with no regrets
So go get upset at me
You
star
Somebody say you looking for me, girl here I go
Oh look at oh my god
Who do we have
Up in the club dancing for me?
Girl let me help you chase
and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin' at me, girl
I wanna make love in this club, in this club, in this club
I wanna make love in this club, in
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
Hi, my name is (huh?)
My name is (what?)
My name is (chka-chka, Slim Shady)
Hi, kids, do you like violence? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Wanna see me stick
J'adore j'adore
Girls I love you, I love all y'all
Hehehe, hehehe, f'real
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, I do adore
Yo put your
Haven't had the time to do a polish-
Will you sing!
Right!
Who wants to live in New York?
Who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
Who
Yeah ok
If you on my level think again I'm gonna flyby
And since you talkin out yo neck gon shoot you it's drive by
We are not equal it's true go
losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care
Can you tell me who will still care
Mmm bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Don't be a hard rock when you really are a gem
Baby girl (girl), respect is just a minimum (minimum)
N- and you still defending 'em (defending 'em)
People thank you, I do this for all the mean creators
I was someone who never needed favors to get where I'm at
Now they deem me a savior
But to be
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
(Damn 28's)
Then I Be LIke Girl U Know Just Who I Am (Don't Hate)
Say I Done Fell In Love With A Stripper Ya'll
All I Do Is Flirt With Her, And I Get Them
flossin,
Crawlin on them inches
Fall up in the club
? all the women
Who are you?
Mike jones! who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones! Who?
Mike Jones!
Boy
them niggas die too
You see joy through the eyes you cry through
Who in here believe in a parallel universe?
(I do) i knew a Jack that got high
Then got
the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
told me be careful what you do
Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful who you love
Be careful what you do
eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby (who's bad?)
Yea, yea, yea-yea (who's bad?)
It's good to see that you are able to step outside and meet new people
(what you drinkin' on?)
4 AM exit the club (let's go)
5 AM think he gettin' some butt (that's right)
6 AM nigga still ain't bust (what?)
6:15 nigga
can not standby
Watching her as just walk by
Excuse me miss do you have time
To sit down and drink some wine
And I bet you now that you mighty fine
But
something
Is wrong with you and I left that part open
To symbolize how you completely
Forgot who you are the moment
That car hit you amnesia is a motherfucker
myself on a silver screen, huh
Tonight, it don't matter who you are
I'm the only star on the scene
You know what I mean?
Man, I hate makin'
the rumors girl it's not what you think
Wanna tell you the ? big with me
You were start in the club and make it ? when we ?
We gonna make a motion picture,
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