Outta Control (feat. Pitbull)

I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

(Verse 1)

It was midnight

I got the booty call

She said, "I'm at the club"

So I threw on my drawers

I'm lookin' throwed in my fit, candy coat on my whip

The popos all on my tip, but man, I don't even trip

Sent me a dirty text

So I texted her back

Scooped up the Stooie boy, cause he had a purple sack

And now we gone with the wind, and so, we poppin' again

We rebel rockin' and rollin', this club is outta con-, outta con-

Uh, uh

Chorus: Baby Bash (Pitbull in background)

Outta control, she got me outta control (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

She make you go crazy when she out of the floor (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

She know the DJ, he's on some Serato

He date them models

He crack them bottles (Everybody say)

Hook: Pitbull

Fellas, what you ladies like

Money, money, money

Ladies, what you fellas like that

Monkey, monkey, monkey

Money (Money)

It's outta control

She showed that monkey (Whoo!)

It's outta control

(Verse 2)

I'm double fisted now

Under a strobe light

It's lookin' like a movie, but it's feeling so tight

Now I got one in the cage, and I got two on the stage

I got a waitress on the under, tryin' to give me some face

They play some Lil' Wayne

Mixed with some T-Pain

They mashed the Journey record, now they dropped some Coldplay

And now they playin' my song, the girls are showin' they thong

We rebel rockin' and rollin', this club is outta con-, outta con-

Uh, uh

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Hook

I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

{I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ}

I don't need no love, all I need is the {DJ}, DJ

Repeat Chorus

Repeat Hook

It's outta control (It's outta control...)

It's outta control (It's outta control...)

It's outta control (It's outta control...)

It's outta control (It's outta control...)

It's outta control (It's outta control...)