Girl Talk - On and On lyrics

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Girl Talk - On and On lyrics

Uhh, I go, on and on and on and Then take her to the crib and let your bone in Easy, call em on the phone and Platinum Chanel cologne and I stay, dressed, to impress Spark these b**hes interest Sex is all I expect If they watch TV in the Lex, they know They know, quarter past fo' Left the club tipsy, say no mo' Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uhh Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh) Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate, s** on the first date I state "You know what you do to me" She starts, "Well but I don't usually" Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt Step out, show me what you all about Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse Pull your G-string down South, aoowww Threw that back out, in the parking lot By a Cherokee and a green drop-top And I don't stop, until I screw Jeans skirt bu*t-naked it all work Now, now - we goin' til they kick us out, out We goin' til they kick us out, out Or the police shut us down, down Po-po shut us - I want the world You want the p**y I want the pearl I want the life I want tonight My fruits are labor I want 'em ripe That's right private flight Money get stacks to the highest height Better get your math and science right But I want the drama... Guiding light I-i-i want the height but I don't believe it I want it all but I know I don't need it Man, I just want whats cool And I want.. you Pull over, that a** is too fat Pull over, pull over, that a** is too fat Pull over, pull over, that a** is too fat That a** is too fat That a** is too fat C'mon Pull over, pull over, that a** is too fat Pull over, pull over, that a** is too fat Pull over, pull over, that a** is too fat That a** is too fat That a** is too fat C'mon That a** too fat Y'all ready for it Yee oww That a** too fat Let's go Hey Hey Hey Yeap in the club, seem dead n***as can't play with them scared (scared) Ying yang take it to the head (head) B***h need a little more bread Ying Ying Ying Yang Lookin like a skank cause she's 'bout that thang Tap them toes, Smack them hips The truth from the heel got to pay bills Big Big Big deal All on the pole on the toes Smack that honey, make that money make that money, jump that dummy Pretty boy here to say (say), all the bills gotta be paid (paid) In the booty club while you wait (wait) To his old lady he say He's got to... Wild out (wild out) Everybody with me drunk as f** Drunk as f** Wild out (wild out) Everybody with me Everybody with me Wild out (wild out)[x4] Everybody with me drunk as f** Drunk as f** Everybody with me drunk as f** Everybody with me drunk as f** Everybody with me drunk as f** Break it down and roll it up Now come and kick it with the Twista Black Caddy, Mack Daddy With a hoe up in the back seat With the '97 pimp flow Gotta feelin when you smokin When I flip it to a track speed? Talkin about a beautiful figure Astonishing as greek mythology Body be just like a girl in uh.. What's that movie? nevermind Let me enter your atmosphere As you enter my world And lemme touch that booty I can't believe that your momma that cold Her daughter got such an astonishing soul You need a modeling role Still a playa know you got it When you climbin from the bottom To the top of that pole Cause you can pop and control Your fatty's so accurate When I'm smackin it It's makin me say "What I gotta do to get with that?" When it come to makin it rain I can get it wet When it come to cuttin the monkey I can get it wet You gone see me to ya baby You need a better man Here come the politics I'ma be your weatherman Cause everytime I'm lookin up And I see more a*** I'ma constantly see Rain in the forcast This-a-way that-a-way I'm flickin 5,000 ones Or whatever you wanna call it It's a celebration You the champion Here's the fetti confetti Come on and get drunk With the money hauler? C'mon (c'mon) Walk, walk fashion baby Work it Move that b**h crazy Walk, walk fashion baby Work it Move that b**h crazy