Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ebony Eyez
Ebony Eyez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ebony Williams
Ebony Williams
Composer
Mark Williams
Mark Williams
Composer
Joe Kent
Joe Kent
Composer
Ben Monroe Jr.
Ben Monroe Jr.
Composer
Floyd Meriweather
Floyd Meriweather
Composer
Adrian Lipsey
Adrian Lipsey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Trackboyz
The Trackboyz
Producer
XP Muzik
XP Muzik
Co-Producer
TAG
TAG
Co-Producer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I usually dont do this on tha first night. Hold on... what chu want me to do wit that? Damn, Im at it again. (Trackboyz) This dude approached me slowly N told me his name was Jody N his homiez say he kno me Cuz he used to fuck wit Tony Say he wanna get to kno me Got sum things he wanna sho me Would I be his tendaroni Told me call him when Im lonely Then I took a couple digits Feelin tipsey off tha liqour Ya her titties might be bigger but my ass a little thicker N they lyk em my weight my shape my size My height my lips my hips n my thighs (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)Nigga u a hoe (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)U actin lyk a hoe *Repeat 3 times I see my cousin comin He probly up to somethin Look at him wit sum chickenhead face kno he frontin I aint the one to gossp now you aint heard it from me But that chick that he was mackin is really a he N look at her came out the house lookin that crazy Talkin bout she got on baby phat Thats juss fat baby You had a cup or two Well thats enough for you But let him buy you one more drink before you cut him lose So gon flirt a lil bit N make him think you feelin him N smile at him wink your eyes n make him think he gettin sum Before he kno you by tha door See you already out tha door You wont be home till after four Gon proly stop at Callicos Pull up on tha parkin lot N by this time its barkin hot You circle back around the block n take the handicapped spot N ya you might juss get a ticket Hell wit it you tryin to kick it More than likely if you get tha digits she gon let you hit it (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)Nigga u a hoe (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)U actin lyk a hoe *Repeat 3 times After tha club you proly tryin to take somebody home I guess you better keep it on tha low dont want your cover blown N so you better make it kown before they play tha last song Cuz you aint tryin to spend tha night alone Right or wrong Got money in your pocket then take it out n throw it N put your hands up in tha air if you tha shyt n kno it This cat up in my face breath smellin lyk sum shyt Teeth lookin lyk he been biten a bag of bricks He talkin bout girl you think I told that nigga you dont get your funky breath up out my face gon be sum shyt dont make me ticked Dont ask me for my name n you dont need to kno my number n dont worry if i got my big ol booty from my momma Its tha last call for alcohol n im juss tryin to have a ball N aint worried bout nothin at all I almost tripped but played it off The djs spinnin tha last record By this time they half naked Same place same time 2marrow theyll be back at it (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)Nigga u a hoe (Drop it)Bitch u a hoe (Drop it)U actin lyk a hoe *Repeat 3 times Drop it (18 times)
Writer(s): Joe Kent, Mark Williams, Ebony Williams, Adrian Lipsey, F Merriweather, Ben Monroe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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