Girl Talk - Let It Out lyrics

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 b**hes k** 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 n***a when his dough is low Baby girl, if this is so, (x2) [Jay-Z] Can I get a fu*k YOU To these b**hes from all of my n***az Who don't love hoes, they get no dough [Amil] Can I get a WOOP WOOP (WOOP WOOP) To these n***az from all of my b**hes Who don't got love for n***az 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 a** (c'mon) Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk That a** (c'mon) Twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk twerk That a** (c'mon) Move that a** Left & right gon' work that a** 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 f**in' 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 n***a'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