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" Lady In A Glass Dress (Interlude) "



Hey DJ



Lady in a glass dress

I can see right through you

You act like you don't want this

But you know that you do

Since he broke your heart, girl

You say you'll never love again

And you won't let it stop, girl

But we know in the end

You still dream, dream

You still dream, dream

Baby, I can make your dreams come true

Oh, oh, my lady in the glass dress

Ooh, ooh

" Wobble Up "



Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha



Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick (Ooh, ooh)

Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick



Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up



You see a nigga got money, you ain't twerkin' for nothin'

If my dick out, then you better start suckin' or somethin'

Pay your own rent, got your own check, you don't need me

Pussy is the best, that's why a nigga hella greedy (Greedy)

Huh, and you ain't out here lookin' for love

'Cause you done had your heart broke, and you've had enough

Huh, your ex-nigga, he was dumb as fuck

Soon as I gave her the dick, she fallin' in love



Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick (Ooh, ooh)

Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick



Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick (Uh), wobble up, wobble—wobble up (Ayo)



Wobble on the D, gobble up, gobble—gobble up

Players huddle up, cookie cold, better bundle up

All 'em other dudes had their chance, now they out of luck

When I bust a nut, I don't never wanna cuddle up

Now, I went to the club, and guess who I seen?

A motherfucker that been stuntin' on me

I tote one of the MACs, yo, back the thing out

Ain't showin' off my jewels, but shots gon' ring out

Now that's what I get for fuckin' with that dub (Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick, ooh, ooh)

For all my real niggas, I'm showin' 'em mad love (Monkey on the dick, monkey—)



Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love (Show me)

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love (Ayy, uh)

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up (Yee)

Wobble on the dick (It's Gerry), wobble up, wobble—wobble up (Ayy)



Okay, now show me what you gon' do on the big stage (Ayy)

'Cause I'm headin' to Miami for a big rage (Vroom)

I'm on 10 and 11, it's been six days (Ayy)

Yeah, but she gon' ride the pipe in 26 ways (In 26 ways?)

(Got monkey on the dick)

Ayy, the way you bounce on it

I might have to fuck around and spend a house on it

Down Rodeo, now I'm spendin' large amounts on it

Swipe the Platinum, I might empty my accounts on it, sheesh

She said her man's a jerk

So I pulled up while her man's at work (Monkey on the dick, I got–)

Yeah, she had the night shift, I made her cancel work

Then I asked her twerk on the D, I pulled out, splashed her shirt (Ooh, ooh)



Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up



Bad bitches in the lobby but they wait for me (Huh)

I don't pay for pussy (Huh), they should be payin' me

Give me a lap dance, she said, "This one for free"

She feelin' on my D, askin' can she have it please

And she know how I like it (Yeah)

I ain't worried 'bout my pull out game

'Cause I can't hide it, I'm over-excited

What you wanna do to me?



Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick (Ooh, ooh)

Monkey on the dick, monkey on the dick



Baby, show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Show me that shit, show me love, show me—show me love

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

Wobble on the dick, wobble up, wobble—wobble up

" Off That Liquor "



I can't lie, girl, you're so damn sexy

Them other girls ain't got nothing on ya

Patron mixed with me, that's your recipe

Ha, I ain't gotta say it, I'll show you

You're picture perfect, girl, don't change a thing

Ain't going nowhere, you got me

So when you leaving that party, baby

Come right over, we can get it started, baby, like



Oh, if it's loving that you need from me

Come close 'cause your happiness is all that matters to me

Girl, I know and I'ma cherish what I have

And I want more than your body, a little more than your body



If I don't give it to you, you'll be calling like crazy

When I break you off, you be calling me baby

I know why you tripping 'cause my sex is amazing

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy!)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy!)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy!)

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor



Girl, you talking out the side of your neck

And drinking a little too much

You talking crazy, it's all in your head

You're tipsy and ready for loving

So you're calling me over

To touching, kiss on your body, the middle of night

But it's more to you than just that

Well I won't complain if you throw it back, yeah



Oh, if it's loving that you need from me, yeah

Come close 'cause your happiness is all that matters to me

Girl, I know (Yeah) and I'ma cherish what I have

And I want more than your body (Want more than your body), a little more than your body (Oh)



If I don't give it to you, you'll be calling like crazy (Hey)

When I break you off, you be calling me baby

I know why you tripping 'cause my sex is amazing (Yeah, girl)

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy! Girl, I just wanna give it to you)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy! Girl, I just wanna give it)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy!)

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor



Girl, you're my masterpiece, you're my art

Shine like a diamond, beauty so priceless, girl

My Valentine, my sweetheart

I'm gonna love you, baby, don't worry

And if you're ready (Yeah), I'ma give you my heart right now, girl

Baby, come over, so we can make love, girl this is all yours



If I don't give it to you, you'll be calling like crazy

When I break you off, you be calling me baby

I know why you tripping 'cause my sex is amazing (Yeah, yeah)

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor (Oh)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy! I just wanna give)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy! I just wanna give)

I just wanna give you my, give you my heart (Ayy! Oh)

Dancing 'cause you faded, gone off that liquor

" Don't Check On Me "



If I'm out at the bar havin' a night on the town

Life of the party, pourin' shots of the brown

And you see me from the street but I don't turn around

Would you say, "Hi"? Would you keep going?

If I told your family that you didn't mean nothing

If you posted about it and I didn't even comment

If the songs weren't true, but you still feel something

Would you still come looking for me?



Oh, don't go reaching out

'Cause you can't have everything

Your head and your heart won't feel the same

Even if it feels like it every time



Don't check on me

If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason

Every heartbreak has its season

It ain't always summer in June



Might run across your mind but don't worry 'bout me, no

My heart is back in one piece, it ain't skipped a beat, no

Feeling rested up, I ain't missing sleep, no-oh

Don't take it personal if I can't reply now

I'm distant 'cause I don't wanna be reached now

Won't let the ghosts of our past weigh my future down

I'm liberated

Energy's like a circle, it comes back around

Reciprocated

Don't shed no more tears

Won't gain no empathy from me

In the upcoming years

Oh, I don't need your pity

Don't check on me



Oh, don't check on me

If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason

Every heartbreak has its season

And it looks like winter for you



Ain't call you back 'cause I let it go

I had to focus energy and just let it flow

And when we ride low, we were already gone

It wouldn't mean anymore to me now

I know it hurts you so bad just to see me happy

That I finally moved on, and you thought it wouldn't happen

At times I used to cry when the world was laughing

But I act like I didn't notice



Oh, don't go reaching out

'Cause you can't have everything

You can't kill a flame with gasoline

Even if it feels like it every time

No matter how hard you try



Don't check on me

If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason

Every heartbreak has its season

It ain't always summer in June

Don't check on me

If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason

Every heartbreak has its season

It ain't always summer in June

" M.F.T.R. (Remix) "



Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas

Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Gon' make it bang, gon' make it bang

Getting followed by them hollows, gon' make it bang

Niggas ain't been to church in a minute

But it's funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen, amen, hey

Waving at these niggas, hey

Start waving at these niggas, amen, hey

Waving at these niggas, hey



Ugh! Sawed-off shotty, Reebok pump a nigga

I Kirk out for them Franklins, I stomp a nigga

Virginia mind, I dump on 'em and throw the gun away

The shoe fits weird, nigga, now run them Penny Hardaways

You can't have a conscience when you a god, nigga

What the fuck is a city to a Godzilla?

Okay, now everybody tough, everybody buff

Tell you, "Shoot at they feet," and watch them double Dutch

Oh, no, then dance, little nigga, dance, little nigga

You by yourself now, what's the plan, little nigga?

Gon' make it bang, go and make it bang

Pusha just want the money, I'm takin' everything

Hand me the ratchet, put everything in the basket

All of the paper and plastic, hollows, I'm givin' them out

Run in your house, stickin' a gun in your mouth

Niggas turn religious when they starin' at the devil

Pull that trigger, chopper Rocky like I'm playin' heavy metal, ah



Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas

Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything

Gon' make it bang, gon' make it bang

Getting followed by them hollows, gon' make it bang

Niggas ain't been to church in a minute

But it's funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious

Amen, amen, hey

Waving at these niggas, hey

Start waving at these niggas, amen, hey

Waving at these niggas, hey

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