| Lyrics: | (feat. Ginuwine)
[1 - Ginuwine]
Baby, if you wit' it, just clap
yo' hands
Stop playin' girl, back that ass up and
Spend that cash dog, drink the Henny
and
Freak that girl like you tryna have a baby cuz
Everybody's out to fuck
tonight
The fine women, they out to fuck tonight
My niggas, they down to fuck
tonight
Ladies, fellas, the won't stop players
[Fat Joe]
Came through the door,
seen it before
Hands touchin' the ceiling, booty streakin' the floor
You ever felt good to
the point you so sure that
All the attention in the club is yours
Got your hair done up,
shades Christian Dior
Leave us, trade a little happy on your Vickey draws
Gettin' your dance
on hard, who could wish for more
And your crew's all but know it's a horse
Got the Don all
warm and it ain't the Hen'
Feelin' like the Don woman, you could wrestle her chin
Shorty,
come a little closer while the record spin
I wanna freak a little longer, can they play it
again
[Repeat 1]
Yo, got my mind on my money, money on my mind
And to let you
know, you just as good as gold
It's like we got our own little private party goin' on
And
the scene just changed into shores of San Juan
It's so intimate, we so into it
Such a tender
thing, but fuck I'm innocent
Grindin' so hard you gotta know what I'm thinkin'
Laughin' cuz
I'mma kidnap you for the weekend
Now we at the pad about to crack a case
Playin' the couch
like Ceasar's, she feedin' me grapes
Not for nuttin' hon, the sex is great
But you know you
got to go, I got checks to chase... next
[Repeat 1]
[Ginuwine]
If you're w |
