Malice - When the Last Time lyrics

[Intro: Pharell] (Get down!) n***as and b**hes (Get down!) You are now listening to... (Get down!) The real... (Get down!) And that would be... (Get down!) Clipse, the Neptunes... (Get down!) And the new label... (Get down!) Staaaarrr Traaaak... [Verse 1: Pusha T] Top down, chrome spinning You see the boss grinning I'm loving these damn women I let two get in She tried to let the rest fit in I'm like, "naw love, that's forbidden" I ain't for squishing, that's a problem to the wheel well Trust I know them 20's real well Now we coasting, me, two chicks, and toasting I turn up the volume, watch the ba** get them open Soft spoken, with a wild side I love them in the ride, they love it in the ride We was moving bodies before we hit the party Before the DJ started cutting I was already f**ing Cinderella'd you girls; from nothing to something Hit the parking lot and hear the club system thumping Lose the face, you two's was great But it's to the V.I.P. I got new moves to make [Hook: Pharrell] When the last time you heard it like this Smoke something, drink something, get ripped And make the girls in the party just strip Move ya a**, girl Only if you know you live From the club to the parking lot How many chicks can you fit in that ride? Put 'em up, homie [Verse 2: Malice] Hey, it's just a day in the life Club nights, one of the reasons I love life Chicks be in the back tipsy We gets in for free, ayy they with me Two stepping, you see each crew repping Slipping on the floor, mirrors and walls is sweating Shorty in my ear say she got a thong on And I love how she move any time a song on I like that ma, you do something to me Come this way and prove something to me Fast or slow, she got the right moves And I got the right dough for any date that I choose I'm open, but naw, I don't lose focus If the sh** jump off, you know the thing that I'm toting But I'm only here to party, y'all Carry every weekend like it's Mardi Gras [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3: Pusha T] When they say "last call" it don't mean the night's over That mean it's time for her to show ya How quick she can hop out those Gucci loafers Pin her a** to the sofa and attack the choka S&M chick, asked Pusha to choke her But I thought about how rich I am and said, "no sir" Chick was crazy, gave her crazy space What did it the whip appeal, or my baby face? [Verse 4: Malice] The night's still young and I'm already leaning Cruise through the lot on the deuce-2's gleaming The liquor in me and I don't need a reason Obnoxious with the women, hot tucked in the linen I pull up, let her get in, she know from the beginning She added to the list of them chicks that I done been in Her head spinning and my head spinning Mine from juice and gin and hers from neck and chinning I'm a winner, man [Hook]