Lyrics

You could turn the mic down a lil' bit C'mon, yeah, yeah, see We need all the chicks hit the floor, come on We need all the chicks hit the floor, come on Y'all niggaz, hit the floor, come on Excuse me bitch what's your name? Couple dollars ain't it so what's your game Known fact 'cos I'm gettin' the cash Don't dance face to face, bitch gimme the ass I'll help you out if you had a long day Dick like, good advice, it could go a long way Front, 'cos I knocked ya'll down I could remodel homes, I knock walls down I'm wit all, that shit y'all Talk about, oh what I don't hit raw Naw, you could flow like a bank hold up Have I ever loved a chick lemme think, hold up No, I'm all about the dough He shouldn't give a fuck if it's not your hoe Oh, that hatin' shit you did, ain't done us Playas and we get more head then new hundreds Please don't mind, how I pursue Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do Let's get by, sit for a few Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you Yo, let me tell you how I pursue Spit game in they ear and it's proper too Say we stayin' at the Fount with Blue I'ma ball every day, spend a grand or two, psyche Hit the beach, forget the sheets Get it down right there, chick touch your feet Loc roll, that's so much game Y'all think y'all know my aim That's a joke like Marlon Wayans, lame And it ain't got no change Chick listen up, want dick or what? Take that, that's the only thing I'm givin' up Only sent, it's the dream that your 'gone get Hit for free, then Boo 'gone hit No they not like MO dot I hit, touch base, and ball like White Sox Please don't mind, how I pursue Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do Let's get by, sit for a few Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you Please don't mind, how I pursue Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do Let's get by, sit for a few Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you Look around dawg, what you see nigga? Whole lotta model bitches then me nigga Me and Don in a drop and this pearl With jewels so sick make niggaz wanna hurl Do it look like I care that's your girl? She diggin' me, and love that I'm all the way ferl You talkin' shit, don't concern her If I fuckin' go, hit more bitches than Ike Turner I send 'em home in the cab to tell I play 'em more high notes than Patti LaBelle, plus You gel, heavywear at and Got ice and your bezie wear that Y'all doozers are strictly losers We 'gone blow bright like bulbs and fuses Tell your man he better slow his role Our guns'll make James Brown lose his soul, come on Please don't mind, how I pursue Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do Let's get by, sit for a few Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you Please don't mind, how I pursue Don't take it personal, girl that's how thugs do Let's get by, sit for a few Then after that let's go, I'll fuck in you
Writer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell L Williams, Al'baseer Holly, Joel Louis Witherspoon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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