Lyrics:
it for me girl
Play it on repeat
And sure I am messy with my things and sure I can also be super duper busy
But if I truly make time for the ones who I
boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch
Grab somebody for a quick dance
Boy or girl - it don't matter no more, I'm hot!
Ha, ha, ha ¨C shit
Mix was right
Bold, Lord
Ouch! Ha, ha
us, y'all just in, N'sync and Bieber
What I'm thinking syncing, I'm up, what I'm inking, sleeper
Outstanding at the clubs looking like we buy the drinks
It's your boy Lexx Spin in the mix
Out of sight, out of mind, don't know
What goes on, who's at the front door
Careful I'm not around halos
What goes
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
repeat 2X)
they turned dollars into dimes and dimes to dubs
mesmorized by your brothas when I enter the club
and though you strip for tips I place no one
with cover girl motives, I gotta rise above it
You thinking about who's loving me
I'm thinking about who doesn't
Doesn't really matter what you say,
I'ma drive into the paint
You might need to restraint, cause I just made your girl faint
I heard your complaint, you say I'm a devil or a saint
I’ve never been one who doesn’t take full
Responsibility for his actions, but damn
I really don’t deserve this
If I hadn’t traded my blue Marc Jacobs
green
I gotta eat on the go Day
I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way, what?
A ho in Chipotle, no
This is food for
let's go live
Who said the party's only up in the club?
Wherever we go, they just showing us love
Move 'em in, move 'em out, move 'em in, move 'em out
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up
Lights out, bitch, adios, goodnight
Now put that in your little pipe and bite down
Think for a minute 'cause the hype has died down
That I won't go up
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
home?
I mean, it ain't what I can do, it what I will do,
And attitude is everything, you know what I'm sayin'
I mean, a chick who ask for nothing will
my girls
Who got their own cash, uh-huh
'Cause you may need it for fun
This goes out to all my girls
Who buy everything that they own
I need you to be
The cargo ship enters the harbour
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
His boys can move girls
Furniture, white goods, chemicals
Homes for
it's my turn to eat
Gather round let's have a feast
Look at that your girl spread her legs for me
And I didn't have to creep
Instead of dining in
I think
Fabolous, Jagged Edge
Don't be fooled
I'd rather have you ma'
Than everything
I'd give it all, just for you, yeah
You're the one baby girl
tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their home-girl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama (ooh-yeah), she let me bust her piñata
a capricorn/ we mix well/ i take me out like it show and tell/ put diamonds on u they cant touch how u shine different/ Aretha Franklin hitting notes girl you
(who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room, baby (who's bad?)
You're the baddest in the room (who's bad?)
Locked eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby
Discuss these for the girl who has everything club mix by nsync Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In