Lyrics

Down by the river where the green grass grow Where the sun be burnin' (Uh) Take your pantyhose don't nobody know where you go Just know the block just got hot When you see a trick gotta be slick, gotta be quick Gotta get get 'fore you get (got) And ain't no tellin' what I'm gonna do tonight! I strolled up in the room it was full of (Liquor and colors) I met somebody's groom that was (Curious and plastered) I took him by the hand I slipped him (Mickey in his Vodka) Then the next thing that I know, he was reachin' for his wallet (I'm on the road) Driving real fast, tank full of gas, cash (On the radio) It plays back so fast, I might pass might crash, play it smart take it slow (Take it slow, take it slow) (Sippin' on that sizzerp I was leanin' & rockin') My car's started swervin' Back that bass mixed with them sirens I see him lookin' a mile away He like my body, don't see my face Hang with them girls, you pay to play (My back is achin', my bra too tight, my booty shakin' from left to right) Next thing that I know The car start to slow Gas' run out, run the place now Should I get out? (Girl no) I gotta make a quick decision so my hand moves to the door But I get a flashback of a recap of the night before (Hi, donchu wanna ride, doncha wanna fly, doncha wanna pass out? This is just like last week when I) I showed up in a room full of (Liquor and colors) I was stumbling from my car, he must've (Noticed I was plastered) He followed me right in, he slipped a (Mickey in my Vodka) Next thing that I know man I was leanin' he was drivin' So I (Gotta make a quick decision) I gotta get - get out my feelings see that (Money on the dash) Ooh then we wanna go to Venice! (What'd you say?) Then we wanna go to Venice But I don't wanna go to prison So crank that car up, ooh it start, so now I'm hitting 60 on 'em! I see him lookin' a mile away He like my body, don't see my face Hang with them girls, I pay to play (My back is achin', my bra too tight, my booty shakin' from left to right) I see you lookin' a mile away You try to get me, no plan to stay Hang with them girls, runaway (My back is achin', my bra too tight, my booty shakin' from left to right) (Get your cash right, get your cash right) (Gotta get righ,t high heels, gotta feel tight) (We pass through life, wings up to the street light) (All the bright lights) Oh my God My goodness gracious That music's loud Sirens blazin' I've gone too far I'm in the deep end So who's gonna save me Who's gonna save me save me now? (Wake up, wake up) Wake up, wake up (Gotta make my money back) Wake up, wake up (Gotta make my money back) Wake up, wake up (Gotta make my money back) Wake up, wake up (Gotta make my money back) Wake up, wake up (Gotta make my money back) Gotta make my money back I see him lookin' a mile away He like my body, don't see my face Hang with them girls, you pay to play (My back is achin', my bra too tight, my booty shakin' from left to right) I see you lookin' a mile away You try to get me, no plan to stay Hang with them girls, runaway (My back is achin', my bra too tight, my booty shakin' from left to right) Push, I hear a banger, up on the radio Push, I hear a banger, up on the radio Sad for all your friends, they be silly hoes Push, I hear a banger
Writer(s): Joe Johnson, Tarriona Ball, Joshua Johnson, Merell Burkett, Stoufflet Etienne, Norman Spence, Albert Allenback, Landon Oubre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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