Girl Talk - Down for the Count lyrics

Oh, baby do you know what that's worth? Ow Oh, Heaven is a place on earth They say in Heaven, love comes first We'll make Heaven a place on Earth Oh, Heaven is a place on Earth We got em goin' down for the count Yes sir it's the beast from Decatur Cain't see enemies and the haters Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade, come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But e'rybody gonnaa feel the need to say sum'n But can't speak up whenever you face 'em Thats what I call microphone gangsters Yea I got 'em okie-doke, teah I'm raw you know my flow Cause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose Talkin that noise on all them songs A buncha lil' boys but you all look grown Those n***az there and these n***az here It really don't matta cause they all just clones Go to school, read a book, be a lawyer Hell yeah man I'm all for the cause Ain't tryin to get involved with the law sir But a n***a will get caught with the Mausberg And that just ain't a threat on the song Don't get it wrong cause this track is my own Cause n***az that slip they don't last long We got em goin' down for the count, lookin' at the ground That's why we got haters, that's why we got haters Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go Haters goin' down for the count (ONE) lookin' at the ground (TWO) I think you're a hater, I think you're a hater Haters everywhere we go, haters everywhere we go Haters everywhere we go, where we go, haters goin down for the count I got them diamonds on my neck Got patron in my cup If you want it come and get it Shawty I don't give a f** See it's Friday night And I just got paid I done had a hard week Now its time to celebrate (x2) Shake shake that a** Rock rock them hips Shake shake that a** Damn, damn Damn, damn In the middle of our street Damn, damn In the middle of our- n***as on me because I'm fresh Apple bottom jeans with the bathing ape hat Keep hating I'mma you come last I'm finna show my a** And get your boys to count my cash n***as on me because I'm fresh, Baby Phat heels on Girl pictured that Cost me bout' 250 (hold that) All that flawgen! b**h buy that Too real so gutter to the game Keep em hating love them hating cuz' they see my name CK gave me my strength cuz' I love my fame I ain't trying to get attention cuz' I rap my pain Thinking I ain't strap bih with the goons getcha your sh** stain Coming hard to the game everything going to change Lil' dominique stacking decks do my thing I'm a switch my style that's the way it's going down I'm a come so hard to the beat got a team We can't defeat make a move that's my dream I'm stepping out the building so fresh so clean I'm a pop my collar let em know I'm on the scene Now turn the music up, I'm finna get real Make a n***a make a n***a pop a pill Turn off the lights camera action and chill Run up in your place take your money and k** I'm doing this right I'm a take n***a break a n***a take a n***a life And messing with unique you f**ing with your life I'm doin' I'm doin' I'm doin' this right Shake shake that a** Rock rock them hips Shake shake that a** Damn, damn Oh, we goin' overseas with this baby, overseas! Oh, what, what you say, baby girl? I know you, and I know what you like to do. Yo, see all I do, drink my brew, get high too I get high too Yes I like, what you like, good lesbian, don't call her a dike. Nope! She just bounced, she comes over, left coast style, she ain't sober! She rolled over, (he'd get posered?), chip on her shoulder, (been done colder?) (Bad man good?), keep it hood, sell your soul (with a break in the wood?) She just bucked, keep in the club, ride the rub, ride the dub All I do is party, ha, ha, ha, ha All I do is party, ha, ha, ha, ha So bounce low, bounce low Bounce high, bounce high All I do is party, ha, ha, ha, ha This here's a jam for all the fellas Tryin to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause ya over-zealous Play hard to get females get jealous Okay smarty go to a party Girls are scantily clad and showin' body A chick walks by you wish you could s** her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function, high cla** luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin' Music comes on people start to dance But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants A girl starts walking guys start gawking Sits down next to you and starts talking Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove So come on fatso and just bust a move La la la La la la la la La la la La la la la la Just bust a move La la la La la la la la La la la La la la la la Just bust a move Give it to me, break a hip Like whoa Girl, shake your tail, shake your tail Give it to me, break a hip Like whoa You make me wanna say Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh My god Ah hah, okay Ah hah, okay, wha**up? Shut up! Ah hah, okay, wha**up? Shut up! Ah hah, okay, wha**up? Shut up! Ah hah, okay, wha**up? Shut up! Get it, get it, get it girl Get it, get it, get it girl Ah hah, get it girl, okay, get it girl Get it, get it, get it girl Get it, get it, get it girl Ah hah, get it girl, okay, get it girl Get it girl Get it girl Get it girl