Just mention today but for now, I forever gotcha
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
Baby, I gotta get you up out of
Just wanna see her smile and get the bigger fish
So just let go of yo' hoe, don't hog her to death, lend her to Cris
Cut 'em up like Jason, just face it, that boy Luda's a killer
Get 'em up, get down, turn around and put your face in the pillow
I just can't let it go, let it go
I just can't let it go, let it go
Don't hesitate to stop the elevator either
I love your clothes but what's underneath, I love with a passion
Baby, you've got me open
Don't leave your girl 'round me
It's somethin' about the way you move
True playa for real, for real, for real, for real
And ride off in the Impala on Vogues and Rolls
By the end of the night
I be up in that cat
I just can't let it go, let it go
Half man, half gorilla, beatin' all on my chest
Your clothes, your clothes
Don't leave your girl 'round me
Key access, I'll be at the very top
I just can't let it go, let it go
'Cause with cameras and action, I'm a deadly assassin
All I need is a couple hours, baby, for real
Gold is all on my neck, all on my wrist
The way you move, once you started, nothin' could ever stop ya
I swing low and sweet chariot, meet me at the Marriott
If I throw a couple dollars, then pose
Don't leave your girl 'round me
Said, don't leave your girl 'round me
Escada, Dior, Fendi, that Masconi and Juicy
Gotta get 'em up outta them clothes
'Cause I make 'em erupt like volcanoes, you just shake and you shiver
Your clothes, your clothes
Wake 'em up like Folgers 'cause I fold 'em like Origami
Put down your clothes and I'll put you up on the latest fashions
Don't leave your girl 'round me
Baby, you've got me open
By the end of the night
Verse two, it's like this
From somethin' like that?
Come up out that Prada, Chanel, Chloe, Louis and Gucci
It's somethin' about the way you move
Givin' you reasons to rest and ain't never say no to papi
Pleasin' all of your flesh, squeezin' all on your breast
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I gotta get you up out of
She said that you had a little dick
By the end of the night
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
Make her put a hump in that back, black
La Perla lingerie, ya panties and bra are matchin'
Now how in the hell can she benefit
Your clothes, your clothes
I'll show you the ups and downs, you'll be my elevator diva
It's somethin' about the way you move
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I gotta get you up out of
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end of the night, end of the night
Sweeter than Betty Crocker and I'm ready to belly flop ya
By the end of the night, you gon' be wantin' to marry a nigga
By the end of the night, end of the night
We could drink a couple bottles and go
Hey, mami, let's get it poppin' like Orville Redenbacher
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda
By the end of the night
Just for a little while, for a little bit
It's somethin' about the way you move
Your Jimmy Choo's are so sexy but Giseppi's is me
Said, don't leave your girl 'round me
Rockin Republic, True Religions and Citizen's jeans
