Let It Out

Gon' head let it out

Gon' head let it out

Gon' head let it out

Take it off, stretch it out, gon' head let it out

Bounce wit me, bounce wit me

Ch, ch, ch, ch, ch, ch

Bounce wit me, bounce wit me

Yeah

Can i hit in the morning

Without givin' you half of my dough

And even worse if i was broke would you want me?

If i couldn't get you finer things

Like all of them diamond rings bitches kill for

Would you still roll?

If we couldn't see the sun risin off the shore of thailand

Would you ride then, if i wasn't drivin?

If i wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of jigga

Would you come around me or would you clown me?

If i couldn't flow futuristic would ya

Put your two lips on my wood and kiss it - could ya

See yourself with a nigga workin' harder than 9 to 5

Contend with six, two jobs to survive, or

Do you need a balla? so you can shop and tear the mall up?

Brag, tell your friends what i bought ya

If you couldn't see yourself with a nigga when his dough is low

Baby girl, if this is so,

(x2)

[jay-z] can i get a fuck you

To these bitches from all of my niggaz

Who don't love hoes, they get no dough

[amil] can i get a woop woop (woop woop)

To these niggaz from all of my bitches

Who don't got love for niggaz without dubs?

Can i get a twerk twerk, bounce bounce, clap clap

Can i get a twerk twerk, bounce bounce, clap clap

Can i get a twerk twerk, bounce bounce, clap clap

Can i get a twerk twerk, bounce bounce, clap clap

Whatcha doin' girl with all that

Up & down, up & down

Man that booty real phat

Runnin' round, runnin' round

I like the way ya move that

Man, i wanna screw that (oooweee!)

Knock that coochie out the park

Hit it like a ball bat

Fall back & squeeze on that piece

Juices squirtin'

You must be a stripper or a new member of the twerk team

Bouncing that thing in them jeans got it jerkin'

Busting out the seams in them jeans then it's workin'

Make that thang clap

G-string too spicy

Down south girl gonna do the freakin' dances

Bunch of corn bread fed

Never scared

Open legs

Lady in the streets but real freak in tha bed

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk

That ass (c'mon)

Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk

That ass (c'mon)

Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk

That ass (c'mon)

Move that ass

Left & right gon' work that ass

Please tell us why, please tell us why

You had to hide away for so long

Where did we go wrong?

Hey there mister blue

We're so pleased to be with you

Look around see what you do

Ev'rybody smiles at you

You won't be around next year,

My rap's too severe,

Kicking mad flava in ya ear,

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear,

Time for new flava in ya ear,

I'm... kicking... new.... flava in ya ear,

Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear,

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear,

Time for new flava in ya ear,

I'm... kicking... new.... flava in ya ear,

Mack's a brand new flava in ya ear.

Ohh

We pop champagne

We pop champagne

Hey, how we ball in the club i know u hate it

Mami dancin' on the floor i like she naked

When she laid up wit chu i know she fake it

All the girls give it to me

I aint gotta take it

Oh

Pop champagne

Ohhh

Pop champagne

Ohh

We pop champagne

Ohh

We pop champagne

A lime to a lemon remind you of the sky when i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Admire your style and your physique

And i ain't trying to critique but you deserve a good drink, so whats up?

What you sippin' on? its no problem

Black and gold models like i'm pro-new orleans

But shawty i'm far from a saint but i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Wale, d.c. that's me huh, my prada say prada and they prada say fela

I ain't gotta tell ya they know about me huh

Come to d.c. and i can make you a believer

See baby i'm a leader they always from a libra

And i ain't trying to lead you wrong sugar i need ya

So would you please listen to what i'm a need from ya

Not for tonight, but for tomorrow's amnesia

(pretty girls)

(x2)

Ugly girls be quiet (quiet), pretty girls clap (clap) like this

Ugly girls be quiet (quiet), pretty girls clap (clap) like this

My nigga's like doe, like dro,

Nitro, my flows, nice clothes like whoa!

My posse's on broadway.

Like whoa

Like whoa

Tonight i'm a let ya be the captain

Tonight i'm a let you do your thing, yeah

Tonight i'm a let you be a rider

Giddy up

Giddy up

Giddy up, babe

Tonight i'm a let it be fire

Tonight i'm a let you take me higher

Tonight baby we can get it on

Yeah we can get it on

Yeah

Do you like it boy?

I wa-wa-want

What you wa-wa-want

Give it to me baby

Like boom, boom, boom

What i wa-wa-want

Is what you wa-wa-want

Na, na, ah, ah

Come here

Rude boy, boy

Can you get it up

Come here

Rude boy, boy

Is you big enough

Take it, take it

Baby, baby

Take it, take it

Love me, love me

Come here

Rude boy, boy

Can you get it up

Come here

Rude boy, boy

Is you big enough

Take it, take it

Baby, baby

Take it, take it

Love me, love me