Lyrics:
think that you
Can change my mind that's fine
But dont you come out and find me
I'm gonna have a good time
With or without you
Don't always need you by me
I'm so Ginuwine with it, I'm the Same Ol' G
I be gettin' it by the loaf
I be gettin' it by the bun
I be gettin' it by the slice
I be gettin' it by
the Iguana Club,
(Yo-i) O – O – O! Play the Iguana Club, (Ana-ta no-O) O – O – O!
Written, Arranged & Produced by Thom Kurtz. Co-produced by Tim Dolbear.
Buying out the bar like that ghetto superstar
Over the club I wish I stayed in
Nothing here but lust I knew that when I came in
Standing by the wall
Keep
they goin' tell you I ball
So when I'm in the club I ain't showin' out at all
Throwin' paper round' like I think I'm in diamonds
No jewelry on but
Wanna see me get high get high wit me (Get high)
Wanna see me get by get by with me (Get by)
Wanna see me in the club yeah bitches pull up (In
Well we did and years later we got it still
Gave you my bio, "Under Construction 1 and 2"
Hundred percent, Ginuwine, that was from me to you
I'm makin
More than I've ever had to have it before
And I'm trying t put my bid in for sure (for sure)
I'm trying to get by your side
Before you get up outta
go, then do not come back rejoiced
In the city, keeping busy in the noise, yeah
Chillin', never try and do too much
Couple clubs, I know you like
Gang, Gang, Akrep Nalan
Nate Dogg, Ginuwine, Selda Bağcan
Rheydt-West City-Boy, arkam sağlam
Emaneti uzat çaktırmadan
Alayınız fake, bro, çakma yalan
Come here shorty, hey
Girl you're lookin' fine
I heard your searchin' for a real love
And I'm really Ginuwine
I come to move your body, hey
night Every morning
Right by my side
See'mon and call me
Why you won't come back
You tell me you busy baby
If its like that
Won't you let me
Baba pa mi gba'gbara
Lo wan gbogbo alagbara
Ni gbogbo alagbara
Ti agbara emi lara
I wanna pop moet
I wanna pop rosay
I wanna kill em in the club
and I'm better BING BONG
Grabbing my man by his dick all summer
He said we wasn't together, degrees outside
Gold blunt with the crumbs on the sides
I say I
her)
Fine she a dime showin off (I fucked her)
Caught her at the club by the deal for real
Ask to what it is and she let her nigga trill (YEAHRRR)
must be dreaming
Beh-beh-beh Baby close my eyes
Now that I got you by my side
Hold me close
Next to you is where I wanna be
[Chorus]
The way
it
Yeah you want it
You don't want no smoke
Don't test me patnah
Be Ginuwine and jump up on it
And Imma call you My Little Pony
Me so on it
Yeah I be
I'm sorry
My car got some mileage
Know this road been down it
Strip club with the homies
Throwing green money on brown skin
Lil mama got closer to me
he not a hunnit
You know we ducked in VIP we got that gwallah on us
Like ginuwine it's in my jeans if the strippers want it
Like come here girl gon
the blunt while she take that ride shoot up the club when I’m running inside plan B its time to get away I love it when she take it slow on my she my one
the beaches in Fiji
All this ass up in these jeans
Got you feel like ginuwine
You can hit it in the streets, on the beach in the club
Submissive for a thug
know it's a swish
Never lost with the kid
Running worldwide from la France to the 6
Je t'ai déjà remarqué
Dans le club avec ton verre de rosé
Chez nous
Hammer fly, you can't touch
J's so fly I should work at Flight Club
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away
I'm naughty by nature like I'm
AT THE CLUB
WRITERS GERRY GOFFIN, CAROLE KING
RECORDED BY THE DRIFTERS
Well, Friday night
Has finally come around
And me and my baby gonna
Head for
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