Lyrics

Hit the car wash to get a fresh shine I don't know how you buy yours, but that's how I like mine Think girls don't style, how ya figure One arm's on my steering wheel, the other arm's around my nigga This pocket's phat, don't get offended 'Cause somebody makes it, so somebody's gotta spend it I take it from the boardroom to the boulevard Troopin' all the players like I play cards I pump up my Jeep and get hot And once I put my tape in the slot, my speakers hit the jackpot Time, time for some action, I got to be the main attraction Blowin' up like Toni Braxton Pick my girls up to check the party uptown I leave my shorty home 'cause I'm tryina fuck around At the sports bar, honeys everywhere are lookin' mink What's up star? Let's get a drink What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are Let's have drinks at the bar What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are And if I like what I see then the drinks is on me Well is it you or is it me, uh, I saw you glancin' I peeped you from the door and on the floor when you was dancin' This is the pick up line, I got the big up mine I'm steppin' to ya like a stick up, I don't have to drop on ya So let's go get a drink on the low and kick in, in the corner To the bar start walkin' and I'ma hit you off On some of that good shit I was talkin' I hope to keep you interested, you should get with this kid And if you lucky you could hit this But don't get souped It's just a conversation at the bar star And if ya slip you get the scissor What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are Let's have drinks at the bar What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are And if I like what I see then the drinks is on me Cuties everywhere I turn, when am I gonna learn I be outta control, I see what I want and I roll I get the digits quick from the honeys, they be fly and all that But right now, that's not where my head is at Over and over again I step off quickly with my friends To put this little love shit to a dead end I got to stay on point, checkin' the honey with a tag I got to bag my next chick And there he is lookin' kosher, posin' like a poster I won't bite, come a little closer I wanna talk but it's loud shit And it's gettin' kinda hot in this crowd shit So step over to the bar, and let's kick that lingo I like to mingle, honey are ya single If I give you the okay, that means I like what I see What's up star? Drinks is on me What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are Let's have drinks at the bar What's up star? I'd like to get to know who you are And if I like what I see then the drinks is on me Sex on the beach and gin and juice Nobody likes tea, it makes me get loose A glass of Moet and Alize 'Cause this type of shit happens every day
Writer(s): Deric Angelettie, Ronald Lawrence, Smead Hudman, Barry White, Toi Jackson, K Jasper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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