Tempo has reached critical level
Tempo has reached critical level
Bounce
Ooh I like you
Bounce
Come here girl, come here girls, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girls, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girls, come here girl, bounce
Come here girl, come here girl, let me talk to you
Let me see them big titties, don't act saddity you're
not pretty
Break bread if you wanna get with me, all I wanna
do is dig off in them kidneys
Tell your boyfriend he better mind his business before
he end up in the trunk of my Bentley
I am still a boss, he can't hit me, he ain't got enough
paper to deal with me
Baby girl wanna two-step with me, turn around rub
your ass up against me
Whoa, little mama done got tipsy, and then tonight,
tomorrow you history
All you haters with that whole shit miss me, I stay
strapped security don't frisk me
Set it off 'til this motherfucker empty, I turn around
do the same shit next week
Come on
Bounce
Like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce
Like we was riding in my pick-up
Bounce
Why you lookin' so sad? baby girl you need to cheer
up
Bounce
I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh
Ooh, there she go, just what the Doc's been looking
for
She just what I need, black and Chinese like Sum Yung
Ho
I got a bungalow, we can disappear for a week or so
(yeah)
I got a steady young flow, super bowl with it like
I'm Dungy yo (oh)
Yes, congratulations, you won a millionaire invitation
Sorry I'm so demanding, but save the dancing for back
at the mansion and
Ain't this money handsome? Ain't that a panty anthem?
I kill me, just like you, from the back you'll see
Bounce
Like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce
Like we was riding in my pick-up
Bounce
Why you looking so sad? baby girl you need to cheer
up
Bounce
I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh
Hold up! Hell no! Like Britney Spears I wear no drawers
In the club I drink it up, gulp gulp, drink it up
Got Patron sipping in my cup, that's your man I bet
I can make him look
When he see the jugs he wanna rush and get a quick
touch of the big old butt
Mmhmm big old butt, thick legs, big old jugs, legs
stick like rims on the truck
Take him to the crib, yep, we gonna fuck, you can
call me a freak I like to get buck
I don't have to do much to make you get it up
Some young hoe she worth two dollars, I'm worth more
dollars that make a beauty parlors
I pop collars, c-c-c-collars, I don't buy shots I
only buy the bottles
Only rich girls we only buy the bottles
Like a porn star I'm best when I swallow
Bounce
Like your ass had the hiccups
Bounce
Like we was riding in my pick-up
Bounce
Why you looking so sad? baby girl you need to cheer up
Bounce
I got the remedy, it's you on me and me on you
And you on me and me on you and you on her
Then her on me and her on you and y'all on me
Then me on y'all and y'all on me
Menage a trois, menage a tr-uh-uh