Lyrics:
body
Put it on me
Not just physically but mentally, andale, on me
Gotta call a cab
If I don't need gonna have me
With every young stunna' in
girl here, because a cab came
And I keep it 100, I don't need no spare change
Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune
Fortunately I'm
ohh, ohh
Radio spillin' from a single cab
She looks so good with her silver tabs
Hangin' on a branch by the river
That's a memory that'll get you when
Right now
I bet he's looking so fine
By now
She's started feeling the wine
Right now
He's probably paying the tab
And they're getting in a cab
you when you told your girl "ooh he can get it" admit it,
You did it let's hop a cab and split it
I'm kiddin' we both going to where you livin'
Ha,
night
Where the boys all go
Saturday morning and you can see me at the pub
And I'm pissing away me money and I can't stand up
Cab fare, pop, you
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her (sounds so soulful, don't you agree?)
Don't tease her
Never leave her
I invented swag
Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab
They're putting up the chairs too close, she let me settle up my tab
I tore the button off your coat as you jumped up to hail us a cab
We can get
the door, where are my keys?
'Cause I gotta leave yeah
In the back of the cab
I tipped the driver 'head of time, get me there fast
I got your body on my
proud of me from each scar
Upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee, and all I know
Is I got a cab and then threw up on his car seat
He kicked me
Put her in a cab and I jumped in a 'Ghini
You gon' need yellow tape when I step on the scene
When you send me an invite, I come with a bitch like
She
(Put some records on while I pour)
The neighbors might think
(Baby, it's bad out there)
Say what's in this drink?
(No cabs to be had out there)
of these artists, such a pro I'm cunning these hoarders
I'm havin' 'em thinkin' they ill, till' the cab that I put 'em on, vocal I'm just gettin' started
swear out there ain't where you ought to be
So catch a ride, catch a cab
Don't you know I miss you bad
But don't you walk to me
Baby run, cut a path
the party is over
Cab stay chillin', peas stay chillin'
What more can I say we top feelin' (yeah)
Blanco y negro como el yin-yang
Black Eyed Peas,
pour
The neighbors might think
Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are
the Dodges and the Fords and the Chevrolets
Slow rolling, looking over and
Girl you've got that super cab glowing
Roll down that tinted window
There you
in my slab
But I could still catch boopas if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard hitter all about the scrilla
Riding some candy coated crawlin' like
Umbrella man
Well did you bring me my money
My cab fare, my new shoes
I got expenses, you know
Where's my weekly dues
Sal
I ain't giving you my
Got Lil' Wayne pumpin' on my iPod
Thumpin' on the subs in the back of my crew cab
Redneck rockin' like a Rockstar
Sling a lil' mud off the back,
Hey, I’m calling you back.
Oh, she’s been a bitch tonight!
And by bitch I mean this rain
No cabs, nowhere.
So I had to put on the wig,
walking out the door
I think I knew what he was looking for
Freedom, sweet Freedom
I gassed her up climbed back in my cab
To my wife I'm
on while I pour
Neighbors might think
Baby it's bad out there
Say what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are
at the bank
Camel toe, look like steak
And your boy look like grate
2 gun bang
And I'm so fly I can sue an airplane
You can tell your girl here, because a cab
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