A-1 - Get Down Tonight lyrics

[Hook – A-1 x2:] Get down tonight We came to get down tonight We ‘bout to get down tonight I'm ‘bout to get down tonight [Verse 1 – Oh Blimey] If you heard that hiccup on the beat it ain't coincidental Poured a shot for myself, refilled it on the instrumental Now we're both drunk and I don't give no f**s If you in the crowd then roll blunts and smoke one Visually and bad s** don't know who you f**in' with Still long hair, don't care like I'm cuzzin it Make a pessimistic hater b**h tell me she loves my sh** When I come around boyfriends call police and then cuff their chicks Woo! You gotta touch me with oven mitts I took a shot of the game and damn, it's got me buzzin' quick Girls want my baby super bad, McLovin kids But we just f**in' – I can't put no bun up in yo' oven, b**h Unless the insemination is artificial Then you've got an issue, but I ain't gonna argue with you Why not adopt instead of bustin' out these kids I mean – why go artificial when nothing ‘bout me is? It's just so hard to fake it So you don't get nervous when you get up on the stages Look into the crowd and just visualise I'm naked They you rock hard and they put you on their playlists San Francisco, this is Sam's town When I come home I demand crowds I'm something like a heatwave I bring them fans out And they all got questions, cause they don't put their hands down [Hook A-1 x2:] [Verse 2 – A-1] Get out of my face, you don't wanna see me If you see me on the phone then alone's how you leave me Make a pile of pepper disappear like Houdini Green and white keep shoes, now I look like Luigi Boy, boy, I'm off the heezy Damn, just off the hinges At the sushi restaurants, spending guap with my ninjas Ordering Sashimi like it's going out of business Got tuna, I'm Hachi, Toro, Sake, Saporo That's a Sake Bomb, if you don't know Dirty but I'm clean – hockey mom in a p**no You know who I be, Hercules, Kevin Sorbo Skinny and I'm lean, but I seem kinda gordo Oh, no, here she comes – Fat Keg Judy She never knew the meaning of a pancake booty She say: „I used to have a man, but I'm solo now And I like my lemonade Four Loco style”, wow And I think she's a keeper Looked at me and said „Wow, your drink is a queeper” And then she winked and I peaked her And then we freaked to the sound of the speaker [Hook A-1 x2:] [Verse 3 – Oh Blimey] Okay, that riff on the beat got me feeling like a bada** So I hit boo to stock up, mad stacks She got a boyfriend, but I don't give a rat's a** She also got the Adkin's waist with a fat a** Intelligent mind, but her face clueless So I tackled her hella' times – I'm Ray Lewis I want the money and the fame, there's no shame to it Attention's what I'm seeking and your dame, she just came to it Folks in the crowd that ain't gon show me no love Holes in they hearts like they chests lookin' donuts My fans on a thousand votes and that is so clutch I hope you brought the boats, cause we about to go nuts Feelin' tipsy – mo' drinks in this mothaf**a Goin Fixie, no breaks in this mothaf**a [Hook A-1 x2:] [Verse 4 – A-1 x2] Don't wait, baby, let's get starty Go ahead and shake, baby, let's have party Kick off the shoes and relax the feet Go ahead and drop it down when you catch the beast And freak, freak, y'all And Freak, freak, y'all If you a s**er, take a mothaf**in' seat, y'all [Hook – A-1]