Lyrics:
Before we started messing round girl you knew what you was in for
I told you that night up in the club, I ain't the one
I ain't the man you here for
it's real
4am in the club
Fallin in love
No conversation
But you got my attention
And all I hear is you
When you let your body talk
You phrase it in
Sonic the Hedgehog club versus Knuckles in my mailbox cup
I done, I done poured a four in a codeine
Sonic the Hedgehog club versus Knuckles in my mailbox
How I spit at these modern ho's
On the two-way, poppin' and droppin' the conversation
And I'm steady staggerin'
Look at the Remy that I had last week
Got no time for the conversations or funny shit
Nigga, only the reals who I get my money with
Used to turn on the TV, see what I want
And now
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yourself (woo)
Baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain,
conversation plenty big faces
It's a must I stay luxurious
Jewelry cut precision like I bust
Been winnin' since Funkdafied blew up
It's evident, shit I can't
us
And what the people need? Hey
I got that, yeah
I call these rappers baby seals, 'cause they club you to death
I could call em' Navy SEALs,
sippin this 40 baby you could have the rest
We just hit the first club then we move on to the next
Everybody throwin' ones, Im over here spendin' checks
I
The other day
I pull up at a club with me other friend
where I saw this pretty lady
just the other day I pulled up at a club
with me other friends
I
but right here it's raining
And it's starting to drain me out
Yeah It's been forever
And I should be good by now
But I can't forget ya
Now I'm
you're
Pretty girls around me don't tempt me to make a move,
But then you walk in the club I these get tingles all over my body,
Up above the others you
grindin' that pole
I think I'm losin' control
Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunk, get fucked up
Hit the strip club, don't forget ones, get your dick
a ya
By now you know that I really want ya love
So come give me love
So now you want to flex
And to show the club who you're with
And I wanna
am about to loose ma patience
a dont want no conversation
with a guy that i aint ever met
that's tryna make me tremble with a death threat
but it aint
in intensive care
Don't you see I’m college educated
And my conversation’s polished, entertaining
Or do you see a criminal in True Religion Jeans
Who’s
off these ten toes
And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
Ten drinks in me, I'm drunk
I left the party early tonight
All those empty conversations
I'm watching the cars and
The trucks whizz by
And I thought ten
All Around the word
Uh
Every block
Every club
Every hood
I'm in love
[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
So sweet, so round, so thick
So nasty ooh I love that shit
So
back to some hood shit
Any club, any fly fair
If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was there
Some homies of yours bangin' affiliation
even tryna lose her (uh-huh)
I'm addicted to my girl
And the way that she twirls in that little skirt (uh-huh)
Just for me in the club, in the crib,
like a peacock
I saw her dancing in the club with her new outfit
Her hair and her nails did show me love
Ya man say he got good green show me some bud
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
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