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T-pain Yeah yea, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea Foxx Look Ass grippin to them pants and i like how it look I got a photo graphic memory how dat ass shook Perfect waist perfect theighs you a hell of a woman And i can see me from behind yeah digg'n all in ya stomach Ha neck ha back, she aint know i put it down like that Wont you hit me on my i 530 round 5: 30 I can pick you up and beat that pussy up surely Im a nasty ass fella im hope'n you bout whateva And you gone come in wit no drawls on dont make it no betta That dance them pants, You bout to make me use mo than my hands Now you just keep bouncin that ass imma buy you some drank And you just pop one of these pills now you and the pant Im tryna do you sum'n 21 and up lil mama Hop yo ass up in this rover we gone fuck lil mama T-pain They way you slidin down the pole (bounce it bounce it) Got me pullin out a roll (bounce it bounce it) The way you walkin cross the stage (bounce it bounce it) Got me and all my niggas amazed (bounce it bounce it) shawty The way you lookin in that thong really got a nigga trippin (Yeah) I wanna take you home come ride wit young pimpin Its three o' clock on the dot i got the drop top cross the Street, shawty Yeeah. Foxx All that teasin aint whats happinin you jus wastin my time But i aint finna holla fuck it cause lil mama big fine She the rawest thang in here and the club real packed I got ha full of that yak and made ha pop a whole stack She jiggin, she roll'n Aint wearin drawls but she bus' it wide open I put my dolce and gabannas on now im retarted Put that purple in the air yeah now its a party They buck'n nobody fightin, They gettin loose and thats the shit that im likin The club owner holla go home but talking fa nothin Cause it get kicked in and All the stripper still out here husslin See you walkin out the doe witcho lil pidgen toe'd ass Aint got a tap a drawls on makin them hoes mad But i like that cause you dont hold back nothin Jump yo ass off in this king size we gone be fuckin. T-pain They way you slidin down the pole (bounce it bounce it) Got me pullin out a roll (bounce it bounce it) The way you walkin cross the stage (bounce it bounce it) Got me and all my niggas amazed (bounce it bounce it) shawty The way you lookin in that thong really got a nigga trippin (Yeah) I wanna take you home come ride wit young pimpin Its three o' clock on the dot i got the drop top cross the Street, shawty Yeeah. Foxx I been watchin you fo a minute and i know that you noticed Im tryna get you to the "W" and break out the trojans I got a pocket full of clouds i be makin it rain If you'on bus' it open fa me than do the shit for t pain All that teasin gone make me aggravated quit playin games I been watchin you since you walked in now look at my chain Look at my watch you can tell i got a lil money I'll spend it but got a limit dont take me for a dummy You a stallion and imma cowboy whats it gone be You gone keep dancin fo a dolla or come fuck fa a G Thank about then holla at me im in V.I.P You know me, im on E but all dranks on me Stop playin, im sayin, come holla at me baby fuck ya ol man I dont usually come to the strip club cause that aint my style but you the baddest bitch i seen in a while T-pain They way you slidin down the pole (bounce it bounce it) Got me pullin out a roll (bounce it bounce it) The way you walk across the stage (bounce it bounce it) Got me and all my niggas amazed (bounce it bounce it) shawty The way you lookin in that thong really got a nigga trippin (Yeah) I wanna take you home come ride wit young pimpin Its three o' clock on the dot i got the drop top cross the Street, shawty Yeeah.
Writer(s): Jonathan Reed, T-pain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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