Marques Houston - 12 O'clock (explicit Album Version) lyrics

It's ya boi, M.H. Joe Budden (Joey) We at it again Ok, I got my bathin' apes, check, outfit, check No need to iron, might need to iron Wit these j**els on, it?s likely they'll be iron Ask mami dancin' beside me if she ridin' Or what she sippin' on, mink got my fitted on She somethin' vivid on, we came to get it on Came to get it on, drink a lil' here Everybody throw a drink in the air It's goin' down, come on I stepped in da party like whoa What's da deal wit it? Ain't no hands in da air unless it's a drink wit it Honeys lovin' 'cus they know I rock da bells in here Thugs wit me 'cus they know I roll wit Kells and dem Then I spot mami shakin' like a tambourine Wanna eat it just like a jelly bean Mami's givin' me all these nasty dreams And I'm glad I brought my a** to the right party Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Drinks in da club and now we all f**ed up DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 'Cus we up in here tonight Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party Stack my chips, make dem hits and I can tell that y'all love my sh** And got my shirt off, wit my Timbs on Here all night so you know it's going on Mami shake it like a tambourine Wanna eat it just like a tangerine Mami's givin' me all these nasty dreams Glad I brought my a** to the right party tonight Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Drinks in da club and now we all f**ed up DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 'Cus we up in here tonight Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party No more excuses, now in the two doors exclusive And everything is all inclusive We can do it all if my boys included On da phone wit her friends invite 'em all, let's do this Get things juicy, it's more than enough room in da jacuzzi For you to lose the feeling of a groupie Leave ya dude lose the feeling of a hoopty New Kells playing feelin' on yo' booty Keys to the Ferrar, leave in the garage Starts wit a ma**age, ends wit ménage Ends in me gettin' da skins to some DeBarge Just 'cus she tellin' her friends it was garbage Four a.m., gotta a babe on the cell Five a.m., on my way to the tel But then around six, same thing, different chick XL mag, perfect fit, now to the bridge, let's go Baby showin' me all these crazy things Got me nibblin' on her belly ring 'Bout to get into the swing of things She keep rubbin' againist my swinga thing We off up in the other room so hot Shorty's about to take off that pink tank top All I wanna say is, shorty drop it like it's hot (Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot) Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Drinks in da club and now we all f**ed up DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 'Cus we up in here tonight Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Drinks in da club and now we all f**ed up DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 'Cus we up in here tonight Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout So everybody join da party Da, da, da Rocafella records MH, Joe Budden (Joey) TUG, Chris Stokes, I see you boy (It's the Roc, you ba*tards)