One Night
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Yo
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
We here for the girls, booty and curves
Ass and tits, thick ass hips
Drunker than a motherfucker, high as a kite
Strawberry kush, tequila and sprite
Got in with my 6, i'm in with my stick
Whatchu mean I stink?
Extended clique
Who you in here with?
My hyena's and pits
Y'all finna start some shit?
I'm trying to knock me a bitch
Richer meal watch is not a swatch or a coral
If I wanted to, every week I could buy me a foreign
Her dude hella boring
She say he lazy and fake
All he do is gossip on the phone and he hate
Your homies from the soil call him tin man 'cos he ain't got no heart
No bite all bark
My pockets is bloated, having my pocket my heroes
The haters they know him
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
Bad man pull up in a new foreign
Big man spend a hundred on my woman
Last night I threw 10 at the booty club
Got me a pinkie ring 'cos I hold up
Hublot got a baby flexxin' yeah
Louis V got you in the texting ya'
Come through now what she text me ya'
Girl I'll get it ready ya'
Do you see my bracelet?
Good D make her pay for it
Honey on my brand me Rarri, she used to act like she didn't know me
The Supreme drop which is to be
You gotta pull up with the doobie
You got her wet, wet and juicy
She gotta wet one...
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
Yo
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
We here for the girls, booty and curves
Ass and tits, thick ass hips
Drunker than a motherfucker, high as a kite
Strawberry kush, tequila and sprite
Got in with my 6, i'm in with my stick
Whatchu mean I stink?
Extended clique
Who you in here with?
My hyena's and pits
Y'all finna start some shit?
I'm trying to knock me a bitch
Richer meal watch is not a swatch or a coral
If I wanted to, every week I could buy me a foreign
Her dude hella boring
She say he lazy and fake
All he do is gossip on the phone and he hate
Your homies from the soil call him tin man 'cos he ain't got no heart
No bite all bark
My pockets is bloated, having my pocket my heroes
The haters they know him
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
Bad man pull up in a new foreign
Big man spend a hundred on my woman
Last night I threw 10 at the booty club
Got me a pinkie ring 'cos I hold up
Hublot got a baby flexxin' yeah
Louis V got you in the texting ya'
Come through now what she text me ya'
Girl I'll get it ready ya'
Do you see my bracelet?
Good D make her pay for it
Honey on my brand me Rarri, she used to act like she didn't know me
The Supreme drop which is to be
You gotta pull up with the doobie
You got her wet, wet and juicy
She gotta wet one...
We came here for the girls, we don't wanna see no man
To turn it up ya' forgot inna da plan
Girl if ya' wiggle ya bottom, maybe i'll share all the money in mi hand
Youngsters roll up inna di van
Got a clip on in my head I twenty one
Ah, make it clap
Woman I mean with your hand
Make it clap
Like i'm the pole you the man, girl...
I'mma spend a lotta money tonight
Anything to get that body to whine
I'm a G when I come to right
Cure all of your problems in one night
Hey girl, make her tell her what me love
Come on make her tell her what me love
Hey girl, come here make her tell me what me love
Back it up, y'all fi got everything that me love, eh
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Bartholomew, Pearl King
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