Lyrics

Uh, you know what it is what it is when we do what we do Haha If good girls get down on the floor Tell me, how low will a bad girl go? She probably pick it up drop it down real slow Either that or she's upside down on the pole That's when I grab the knot, throw it up in the sky Let it come down slow, watch it all fly Front to the back, then side to the side Then we head back to my crib for the night That's how it goes down, all night long She whispered in my ear says she loves my song "This Is Why I'm Hot", she got it on her phone Top ten download, number one ring tone I'm in my zone Tell me what's good, what it be Can't say I'm what you want but I got what you need All night, it's alright We can dance, but you gotta keep it up a lil' somethin' Like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, like this Baby, do you want it like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this Girl tell me if you want it like this If you want to you can back it up You say you like it rough won't you let me smack it up Palm on your ass that's if you let me touch I don't care 'bout your breast, you could be an A cup I know what I like and baby that's below the waist I'm a baller, baby, I'll hold us safe I got about ten lawyers to blow the case So we don't gotta worry 'bout those who hate I'm like the 2-0-0-7 Nino Dropped a few G's on my shirt like Gino Homie don't act like you know what I mean Oh, see I'm the freshest motherfucker on the screen, oh Back of the club, all night long Grand Monea, pop a case of the Dom Shorty says she love it when I let her call me Shawn So if you really down, baby, we can get it on Like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, like this Baby, do you want it like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this Uh, now break it down Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (say what?) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (say what?) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (say what?) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (say what?) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme (say what?) Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme that all of that break it down Girl, shake it up now drop it to the ground You're way too high go a little lower Now baby beat it up like Rocky Balboa Yeah, that's what I said Shortie go 'head Show me what you got here's a little more bread You know how I shine a hundred on the wrist If you like what you see then you gotta keep it up a lil' somethin' Like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this, like this Baby do you want it like this, like this, like this, like this Like this, like this, like this
Writer(s): Shawn Mims, Danny Schofield, Winston Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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