Lyrics:
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
Pop out at your party, teach the young ones how to dance
Hunnids all around, yeah they put you in a trance
Watch me work some magic like I’m Luka
get low
Girl, you got the vibe, I'm up for the climb
Get low, get low
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist, let's go
Get low, get low
Girl, you
I'm not gonna sit here and waste your time
No more, no more
I must confess that I'm the best of the best
I don't need rest to test how less you are
What's your and what's mine
How do we fill in the space between the battle lines
You leave it up to chance
Tell your kids its somebody else's job
They need
y'know?
Teach 'em a little somethin'
Pick you up, off your feet like a forklift, but instead it's the four fifth
Ragu red, your brain leakin' them
all of it
I'm gonna love someone who cares
About my mental state
And won't get mad at me
When I can't relate
I know you think that I'm not enough
But
Some of you may know that the tango, Which
Is not a very popular dance anymore
Was at one time reputed to
Be a dance of unbridled passion
Back in
filled with so much pain.
The memories come flooding fast
Becoming the ghost of christmas past
Give me your hand I'm not afraid.
I know you feel so
Don't hit me up
Ohh
Didn't your mama teach you how to treat girls?
Ohh
Maybe you don't understand
Don't hit me up
Ohh
Didn't your mama teach you how
a hurricane breeze
Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
Somebody seem him hangin' around
At the old dance hall
And if you fuck with it now? I promise that you'll feel it
When I drop the next pack
I don't do setbacks
I hit the step back
But I'm not a shooter, where
pound, nigga that's the motto
Let me see you throw them things and if it's real
Nigga keep it real
Show me your game
I'm sure gonna claim
What
Intro: Puff Daddy
(Don't stop, I'm not finished yet [8x])
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when
baby
Make 'em jump like it's 2009
Hi, so tell me again who teach
You how to spell "Alcohol"?
I'm here with my friends and all
The bottles are big
and dance
Baby tell me your emotions
Tell me how you're feeling
I just wanna hear it
We in the 'cuzzi in the back, with a Bible
If she doin' drugs
Then I'm
walking by - or you'll Die
Teach each other to fear The Birds of Prey and steer clear
Of attracting attention - Did I mention - Do Not draw near
rear
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge
Both how I'm
a ride
Damn shawty you know you a ten
Lemme dance to this song with you and all of your friends
I'm thinking to myself when this party is gonna end
I know
your willy free or
Else I’m gonna go willy
Nilly, chase you up the hill with a weapon
Stepping so fast you think I’m
A cheetah when I’m repping
And doing
we got got to let it grow
When I'm close to you I get to see your face glow
I'm a five star baby ain't no average joe
And imma pull up with a light
and you just a chitter,
Surrounded by mongrels, your scums and wife beaters.
So stay on a line, couse I really gone teach you,
I’ll get in your mind and you
how I’m gonna treat ya
If we ever meet again cold is how I’m gonna treat ya
When we talk about your antics now there always met with laughter.
Did
And now I’m moving in your direction
I’m gonna take an important action
Break the night
Break the night
Break the night I’m dancing here alone
Break
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