Boi-1da - Outstanding lyrics

[Hook: Ryan Leslie] Girl you're outstanding From your hips to your thighs It's [effortless?] how you standing out Girl you're outstanding So let's not waste no time Let's get it girl cause tonight it's ours, yeah [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] While you walking, everybody watching you closely Hitting them high notes, nothing about you low key Just let it register, body is unreal Was animated like Jessica... Rabbit a cartoon, wanna stab like a harpoon These dudes is dry; the club a desert Your body like an oasis The thirst is so real, you can see it all in they faces Especially when you drop it low, baby you gotta know Girl you be k**ing them, filling them with all kind of hope Dude on the block that be selling dope By the shoes and the watch you can tell he's broke Tell him stop with the lies he telling folks, you can't see with a telescope Celebrating, holding gla**es up like Sara Palin nose Love it in the club when the fellows go But you hate that your hair gotta smell like smoke They ask you what is hitting for n***a try to fix the prices, never dealt with chicks before You ain't got your liquor license, still you down to live your life If dude is down to split the slice of pie... you like the master active fly Until you hit it right Hey you girl with the tight up-skirt In the back of the club where they light up purp' Known to drop it like a stripper, with her night off work They make it rain and you stuffing dollars right in your, purse [Hook] [Verse 2: Ryan Leslie] You just looking for somebody that can fill in the spot Fill in the blank, yeah shorty, you've been sipping a lot Feeling the drink, as it seeps to your head You erase your regrets Throw another shot back, as you race to forget Yeah the night just started, we both parted from ex love Sleep won't make you forget him baby but s** does Swear you ain't looking for no one night stand But you prepared to risk it all for that one right man Ask me, let's have a toast to your future I know you belong to Leave your ex in the past, don't let him haunt you The last argument was world war III, but follow me I introduce you to that bourgeoisie Talk is cheap, welcome to the R. Les show You'll be my Brigitte Bardot, I'll be your Serge Gainsbourg Give you what you came for, let me get that car door Have you ever made love in the Lambo Gallardo [Hook]