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" Watch Me "
Don't mean to bother
But what you drinking tonight?
I'm like Nuvo or Patrón
Mister, how you want it, poppa?
Do you like when I call you poppa?
Let's dance, baby, let's hit the floor
Take a chance, be my bodyguard
And grab my body really hard
Don't let go
Go, go, go, go, go, go
I don't follow rules, so beg my pardon
Tonight, you gonna really get a show
Oh, oh, oh
You got me feeling so good, so
Why can't I
Can't ignore this feeling that I feel with you tonight?
And I just can't take my eyes off you
You're entertaining, you entertain me
Tell me, baby, why can't I entertain you?
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)
You got me right just where you want me, I, oh, I
Let's switch it up, I'ma be the one to drive, you ride
Watch me speed it up, slow it down, I'ma give it up
I'ma make you wish you buckled up
Baby, tap out when you've had enough, oh
Take a chance, be my bodyguard
And grab my body really hard
Don't let go
Go, go, go, go, go, go
I don't follow rules, so beg my pardon
Tonight, you gonna really get a show
Oh, oh, oh
You got me feeling so good, so
Why can't I
Can't ignore this feeling that I feel with you tonight?
And I just can't take my eyes off you
You're entertaining, you entertain me
Tell me, baby, why can't I entertain you?
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Don't take your eyes, take your eyes off me (Watch me)
Eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me), eyes off me (Watch me)
" Poppin' (Remix) "
Chris Breezy
I see ya, daddy
Yeah, right off the bat, I'm a mack
We can get it poppin', we can get it crackin'
And if your man is whack
And if he lack what I pack
Then I will make you lack him
Shorty, we can do what you wanna, how you wanna
Where you wanna, when you wanna, ask them
And my clip never droppin'
We can get it poppin' like a MAC-10
Brrrr that, that, that on your back, back, back
I smack, smack, smack that
And I'm strapped with an automatic tongue
And it goes brrrr-a-da-da-da
Now who wanna get shot? Baby, I could tap that
Yup, I could tap that like the Rat Pack
I could lay back like a fat cat
But I'm a big dog on any track
Ah, and we got it pumpin' e'ry night, e'ry night
When we did our tour thing
You know I had to tell them young niggas
When it come to the women, I just switch like a mood ring
But I'm rich, I'm high on the food chain
I'm hot, I smoke like two trains
I'm trained, I know how to do things
My thing hot like blue flame
Flame, the fireman put it out
She hot, the fireman put her out
All she gotta do is call up emergency
And I will be on my way to the house
Knock, knock? I know somebody home
Don't leave me knockin', baby
All you gotta do is bring that corn
And we can get it poppin', baby
Say, say, say, s-say, say what your name is
Ooh yeah, that fits you, girl
Tell me where you headed
Can I walk with you, girl?
You got that look in your eyes
That look like you give your boy here a good ol' time
And I'm on it, girl, that's right I'm on it, girl
See this is the first time I had a girl whose looks set me on fire
I'm really tryna get to know you better, girl, you ain't gotta act like you shy
'Cause we gon' do something, something is gon' get done
And we gon' get crunk and have a lot of fun and I say
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair, she working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on, man, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top, got your boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking
You got me open and waiting, and popping
You keep me on, man, popping
Ooh, ooh
Uh, uh
Let me tell you
Yeah
I'm tryna keep my swagger but you 'bout to have me, girl
Jump through about four or five hoops of ooh baby
Let's take it to the hood so the people can see you, girl
Oh yes, you mean and vicious the way you switching, now I say
See this is the first time I had a girl who looks set me on fire
I'm really tryna get to know you better girl, you ain't gotta act like you shy
'Cause we gon' do something, something is gon' get done
And we gon' get crunk and have a lot of fun, ooh, ooh, ooh
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair, she working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on, man, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
Shawty, shawty
The way you wearing that top, got your boy so hot
Ain't no mistaking, playing, or faking
You got me open and waiting, and popping
You keep me on, man, popping
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, Dipset!
I'm Santana, ayy
How ya doin', baby? Nice to meet ya
Wait, let me not mislead ya
First off, I'm about my dough and cheese
Just call me a slice of pizza
Yup, I'll be your pizza guy
Deliver your pizza pie
I got a chauffeur named Woodrow
Car named Bentley
When I speak he drives
Shorty know how to work it like a model (Yeah)
She get it poppin' like a cork on a bottle (Yeah)
Baby, if you was a car
I'd put your doors in the air like a Murcielago (Yeah)
I leave you on a higher note
Then when Mariah Carey hit her highest note
You get diagnosed with a higher dose
Of what you never had before, me
Plus I ain't like them other guys that be cryin' broke (Nope)
Whinin' broke (Nope)
I'm about my bread, you heard what I said
Baby, I'm a loaf (Loaf)
Come let me school ya
Bring it here, let me be your tutor
We can go to Miami, ride down Collins, hop on that
Scooter
Next thing you know we be K-I-S-S-I-N-G
In the back of my Maserati
Then I drop you off before curfew time
The kind of guy I be
Oh, I'm so kind
Them other guys are not like me
So don't pay them no mind (Nope)
Uh-uh!
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair, she working them jeans
She talking that talk just l-l-like I like it
She keep it on, man, popping
Shawty keep it on and popping
Ooh, ooh
" Nice "
Scott Storch, Game
Chris Brown
The meanest the meaner, the second I seen her
Had me open, got me looking, losing all my control
The passion I'm feining, baby, you're the new meaning
But I found myself tripping when you walked through the door
And I know it's not like me getting beside myself
She got me feeling that way
And I know it's unlikely that you're gon' deny me
And just walk away
I'll be that guy that don't have time to play
It's looking like a schedule is 'bout the same
The ball is in your court, I'm ready for your game
It's looking like your neck is ready for my chain
She be that girl I'll be waiting for
Sending me them signals that I can't ignore
Thought I was gonna get her on the dance floor
Then I saw her headed to the exit door
I call her nice 'cause she got it
Do whatever whenever 'cause she 'bout it
That there's nice 'cause I got it
Do whatever, whenever 'cause I'm 'bout it
I'm falling for her
She got me trapped
That girl's nice 'cause she got it
'Cause she got it, she got it
Breathe, breathe
Your body is screaming, believe that I'm listening
To every word you're saying, girl, I'm loosing my cool
You bet you a soldier and I got me a rider
And you ain't gotta stress it 'cause there's nothing to prove
I know it ain't easy being a sexy girl
That's always getting her way
But I'm here to tell you
You got me up on you and I won't let you slip away
I'll be that guy that don't have time to play (Nah)
It's looking like a schedule is 'bout the same (Yeah)
The ball is in your court, I'm ready for your game (Yeah)
It's looking like your neck is ready for my chain (Uh)
She be that girl I'll be waiting for
Sending me them signals that I can't ignore (Damn)
Thought I was gonna get her on the dance floor
Then I saw her headed to the exit door (Oh)
I call her nice 'cause she got it (Oh)
Do whatever whenever 'cause she 'bout it (Oh, yeah)
That there's nice 'cause I got it (I got it, yeah)
Do whatever, whenever 'cause I'm 'bout it ('Bout it)
I'm falling for her (Falling for her)
She got me trapped (Got me trapped)
That girl's nice 'cause she got it
'Cause she got it, she got it
Breathe, breathe
Yeah, you [?] know now that it's 'bout go down
The club is packed up
The word around town that this is the jump off
You know when [?] drops that this is the jump off
I did it for Big, Pac
I'm pourin' my Cristal, the [?] is too hot
They takin' they clothes off, they yellin' out, "2Pac"
'Cause I'm from the Westside and they from the East Coast
My [?] from down South, they lettin' they teeth show
'Cause this ain't Def Jam and this ain't Bad Boy
This ain't Star Trak, this is the last call
They turnin' the lights on, the bar is shot down
I'm walking with Scott Storch and we in the front now
The [?] is with me, they ready to pop off
You bringin' your girlfriend, she gotta get knocked off
So hop in the six-four 'cause this 'bout to get down
It's going down
I call her nice 'cause she got it (Oh, ayy)
Do whatever whenever 'cause she 'bout it (She 'bout it)
That there's nice 'cause I got it (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Do whatever, whenever 'cause I'm 'bout it (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
I'm falling for her
She got me trapped
That girl's nice 'cause she got it (Yeah)
'Cause she got it, she got it (Uh, uh)
Breathe (Uh, uh), breathe
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Uh, let's go
Uh, let's go
Uh, let's go (Oh)
Uh, let's go
Uh, let's go
Uh, let's go
Uh, let's go
Oh
Oh, yeah
I call her nice 'cause she got it (Oh, ayy)
Do whatever whenever 'cause she 'bout it (She 'bout it)
That there's nice 'cause I got it (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
Do whatever, whenever 'cause I'm 'bout it (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
I'm falling for her
She got me trapped
That girl's nice 'cause she got it (Yeah)
'Cause she got it, she got it (Uh, uh)
Breathe (Uh, uh), breathe
" Ain't Thinkin Bout You "
K-K-K-K-K-Mac
Yeah (On tonight)
It's like I can't let you go (On tonight)
Oh, but I got to (On tonight)
So I'ma change it up a little bit
I'ma do it like this
We done been together for a minute
Now it feels funny to be doing somethin' different
But it's all good, me and you finished
She got a ballplayer, but a nigga ain't trippin'
And I ain't saying that he don't love you
But I don't think he love you like I do
But it's okay, it's alright
My BlackBerry's filled with a whole bunch of women
Wasting time
Steady tryna get you back
Get you back in my life
Yeah, you don't care, you don't care
It used to be you that I like but I'ma do what I like
Tonight, I'm gon' get tipsy
Over 21, all the girls have fun
And watch the ladies jump on me
I'm not looking for love
'Cause she's gone-one-one
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us
Get your drink on-on-on
I just wanna have a good time and keep you off my mind
And find a little shawty I like (Yeah)
And girl, when I'm up in the club (Club), really turnt up (Up)
I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night-night
(Ayy, ayy)
Ain't thinkin' 'bout you tonight-night-night-night-night-night
So where she at? Alright (Leggo)
You got the wrong one, if you think I ain't goin' out (Yeah)
You used to be the only girl a nigga would think about (Used to)
I gotta couple of girls on call, I'ma bring 'em out (Ha)
A Magic City stripper, huh? So this what this all about?
I'm in the club doin' my two-step
I done pulled about eight broads already
I'm just gettin' my feet wet (Damn)
But I ain't even knockin' your style (Nah)
See I be here all day tryna count how many girls want Bow (Hold up, one? Two?)
Yeah, I see you on the blogs with your dude and all that (Three? Haha, yeah!)
But little do you know, you makin' yourself look wack (Yeah)
If dude got a problem, better tell him to fall back (What?)
I'm blowin' real big in V.I.P., yeah, that loud pack
Shit, it's me and Chris in here (Breezy)
So you know it's real thick in here
Better cuff your girl because your bitch in here (Ooh)
Tryna see how many I can fit in my Lambo' (True)
I never go raw, stay strapped like Rambo (Brrrap)
I'm not looking for love (Leggo, Chris!)
'Cause she's gone-one-one (Uh-huh)
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us (Oh, just hold up)
Get your drink on-on-on (I got that Black Card on deck, you already know)
I just wanna have a good time and keep you off my mind (Hey)
And find a little shawty I like (Yeah)
And girl, when I'm up in the club (Club, I like you), really turnt up (Up, and you)
I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night-night (Ooh)
(Ayy, ayy)
Ain't thinkin' 'bout you tonight-night-night-night-night-night
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Shawty, wassup?
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Oh, baby
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
All the girls in the club
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Goddamn, you sexy
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
You sexy
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Goddamn you sexy
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Oh, you sexy
Ooh, ooh (whoa)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I'm not looking for love
'Cause she's gone-one-one (She's gone)
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us (Whoa)
Get your drink on-on-on (Yeah)
I just wanna have a good time and keep you off my mind (Hey)
And find a little shawty I like (Yeah)
And girl, when I'm up in the club (Club), really turnt up (Up)
I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night-night
(Ayy, ayy)
I ain't thinkin' 'bout you tonight-night-night-night-night-night
" Real One "
[Part I: Real One]
Yeah
I could give a fuck about your nigga, baby
(D.A. on the track)
Ha!
That nigga weak
Ha!
Ayy, baby, you baby
That's some good pussy, we can make a new baby
F-Fuck you in the Maybach, fuck a room, baby
I use my tongue, use your mouth, watch your tooth, baby (Mm)
Dick game proper, got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton, got a lot of lobbies
Bitches overnight it, what you know 'bout it?
T-Raww whip out, tap out
I got 'em all hooked like drugs (Ha!)
And all them tryna fuck with a young nigga (Yeah)
Pulled up to the club like what
Straight to V.I.P
Double cup it
I stay too turned up 'cause we poppin' bottles in here
Baby, I'm just tryna party
Yeah, 'cause I'm the man of the year
I'm tryna get a little buzz
Party jumpin' and a nigga spendin' money
Hope I get fucked up
I see your girl lookin' over at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I don't
I don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you gotta man
(That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one (Real one)
Girl, I know you wanna
Jump up on it right there, right there
'Cause everybody in the club gettin' faded
A hundred thousand dollar tab, I'ma pay it
Girl, the party's jumpin'
DJ's bumpin' my shit, oh yeah
Got everybody in the club lookin' at us
I'm at the top, I just climbed up the ladder, real shit
Girl, you givin' me the screw face
I know them bitches hatin' on you, yeah, they two-faced
I know he told you not to drink but what do you say?
I know he tryna lock you down like me and Boosie
Fuck that nigga, my middle finger up
Fuck a rap nigga, you just want a singer, huh?
I'm with this shit and you love it
Gon' and twerk some for me
I'm tryna get a little buzz (Little buzz)
Party jumpin' and a nigga spendin' money
Hope I get fucked up (Ooh yeah)
I see your girl lookin' over at me
She wanna turn up (Wanna turn up)
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her (Ayy)
And I don't (I don't)
I don't really care if (Care if)
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you gotta man (Hey)
(That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin' (What you lookin' at?)
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one (You), yeah (Boosie Badazz)
You want a real one (Real one, turn, turn, turn)
Turn up, stop stuntin' that nigga (Huh, bro)
We straight, I got more money than that nigga (Aw, bro)
She ain't loyal 'cause he ain't me
Go to jail, she gon' leave you like them girls did me (Oh Lord)
She want a real one, oh, she want somethin'
Look at all this money over here, she want some
She ain't thirsty (She ain't even thirsty)
But when you that bad, every chick need bags and purses (Oh)
Scorpio sex, girl, my tongue on her (Oh)
Meet me all day, we just press record
Ten mill' in two months, God bless me, girl (God bless me, girl)
You over there starin', next to me, girl (Ha ha)
Them hotties is flockin', it's three in the mornin' (Turn up)
Them bottles is poppin', she's feelin' the moment (Turn up)
She got a man, I ain't worried about that (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Got a lotta, got a lotta, got a lotta respect
And I don't
I don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you gotta man
(That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin' (What you lookin' at?)
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah (Hey, yeah)
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
Girl, I bet you want a real one, yeah
You want a real one, yeah
You want a real one (Real one)
Baby, I don't really care if
(I don't care about your nigga, baby)
If you gotta man
(That nigga weak)
'Cause you over there starin'
(I see you starin' at a nigga, baby)
At me, at me, yeah
I guess your nigga too lame, huh?
I bet you want a real one
You want a real one
You want a real one
[Part II: Skit]
Hello?
Wassup, nigga?
What up, nigga? I'm high as a motherfucker
Shit, me too. I'm on there watchin' National Geographic, nigga. They got some motherfuckin' whales, fuckin' on this shit. What the fuck?
Hahaha. Sounds interesting
Hahaha, man
I got these lil' two birds in my house right now
Oh! The bag, the bag, the bag!
Hahaha, you know, thotaronies
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Alright, man, um
Ayy, nigga, let's throw a party or somethin', I'm bored as shit
Shit, I'm with it. Ayy, I'ma call some bitches up. You got some weed?
Yeah, I'ma call the weed