Ain't Thinkin' Bout You

Ayy, ayy Chris
Ayy man (Oh, tonight)
You know it's been a long time you know since we hooked up man
And did somethin', real, you know
Somethin' for them, for them ladies, you dig that? (Oh, tonight)
Oh yeah
You know we, hey, you know we, hey,you know we, hey (Oh, tonight)
You know we do it for the ladies (Check it)

You got the wrong one if you think I ain't goin' out (C'mon)
You used to be the only girl a nigga would think about (Yeah)
I got a couple of girls on call, I'ma a bring 'em out (I do)
A Magic City stripper, huh, so this what this all about?
I-I-I'm in the club doin' my two step (Ayy)
I pulled about eight broads already, I'm just gettin' my feet wet (Hey)
But I ain't even knockin' your style
'Cause I be here all day tryna count how many girls want Bow (What?)

Ooh, see you on the blogs with your dude and all that (Uh-huh)
But little do you know, you makin' yourself look whack (Uh-huh)
If dude got a problem, better tell him to fall back (Uh-huh)
I'm blowin' real big in VIP, yeah, that loud pack
S-S-See it's me and Chris in here (Breezy)
So you know it's real thick in here (Yeah)
Better get your girl 'cause your bitch in here (Yeah, haha)
Tryna see how many I can fit in my Lambo (Hey, hey)
I never go raw, stay strapped like Rambo, Bow! (Hey)

I'm not looking for love 'cause she's gone (Hey)
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us
Get your drink on (Ayy, good luck)
I just wanna have a good time and keep you out my mind
Find a little shawty I like (Hey)
And girl, when I'm up in the club, really turned up (Hey, yeah)

I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night
I told her, I said girl, I ain't trippin' (Ayy, ayy)
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas
Ain't thinking 'bout you tonight-night-night-night
I said girl, I ain't trippin' (Hey Chris)
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas (Ayy, man)
(Holla at the ladies one time, dawg)

We done been together for a minute
Now it feels funny to be doing something different (Hey)
But it's all good, me and you finished (Yeah)
She callin' me a player, but a nigga ain't trippin'
And I ain't sayin' that he don't love you (Come on)
But I don't think he love you like I do (I do, what you tell 'em?)
But it's okay, it's alright (Hey, hey)
My BlackBerry's filled with a whole bunch of women (Come on)

Wasting time (Hey)
Steady tryna get you back (Where?)
Get you back in my life (What you talking 'bout?)
Yeah, you don't care, you don't care
It used to be you that I like (Uh)
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
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us
Get your drink on
I just wanna have a good time and keep you out my mind
Find a little shawty I like
And girl, when I'm up in the club, really turned up (Hey, yeah)

I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night
I told her, I said girl, I ain't trippin' (Ayy, ayy)
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas
Ain't thinking 'bout you tonight-night-night-night
I said girl, I ain't trippin'
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas (Ayy)

Yeah, I'm bein' honest, listen shawty, I don't want you no more
So leave the keys to the Benz 'fore you hit the front door
'Cause you losin' and she choosin'
And like Chris said I'm chuckin' up the deuces
On to the next one, all I ask is keep it real
Couldn't do that, so I'ma tell you how I feel
Uh, I'm poppin' bottles all night
'Cause that black card ain't got no limit, alright, hey

I'm not looking for love 'cause she's gone (She's gone)
So tell all the girls that the bottles on us
Get your drink on
I just wanna have a good time and keep you out my mind
Find a little shawty I like
And girl, when I'm up in the club, really turned up (Hey, yeah)

I ain't gon' think about you tonight-night-night
I told her, I said girl, I ain't trippin' (Ayy, ayy)
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas
Ain't thinking 'bout you tonight-night-night-night
I said girl, I ain't trippin'
Tonight I'm goin' out with my niggas

Yeah, C-C-C-Cash Money (Cash Money)
C-C-CBE
Yeah, C-C-C-Cash Money (Cash Money)
Yeah, C-C-CBE



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Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Shad Gregory Moss, Kevin L. Mccall
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