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Ginuwine( Elgin Baylor Lumpkin )
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Hell Yea (Ft. Baby)
Lyricist:Robert S Kelly, Gene Thornton Jr., Terrence Le Thornton, Brian Williams
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
So fresh, so fly, so sweet, so polite So much, too many 'cause we ridin' tonight Well, it's that pimp talk that ain't that pimp walk It's big pimpin' over here, player, that just started
See, we fresh with Air Ones, Lexus and big drums Chips, Willie chicks, Willie crisp, big fun Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns Prada, the Gucci, it's all in Bird fun
I'm sittin' in my truck, snakin' the club out Kill this last sip then go wild the fuck out Up in the club with my hands in the air
There's so much Gucci in the atmosphere So girl, quit frontin' and get your ass over here And get yourself a cup of this Crown and Belvedere
I'm all off in the corner 100 honeys takin' pics They be in the VIP with lots of chicks I'm pimped out now, low cut, and a pick G and Big Tymers together, that's what I'm talkin'
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
So fresh, so clean, so shiny, on a beam Girl, you're so mean, why you're doin' a damn thing? Any more room for me in those jeans, uh-huh, uh-huh We got so many rooms in the Swiss like we were Swiss sailors
Mami, givin' me head like she's a brain doner A pool party in my crib at the Daytona Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat It's me and Ginuwine, 23's on our feet Say mami, you look good, mami, you're so fly You need a D-Boy, come over here and get superfly
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
Said we love them cars and we love them chicks And we love them parties and we love that Cris' And we love them houses and we love that ice And when we rollin' through your hood we love to shoot that dice
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
Have you ever seen the thug in the club with a bottle turned up Head bobbin' like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen the chick in the club with a drink in the cup Booty shakin' like hell, yeah?
Have you seen those Big Tymers pull up in the front of the club 24's like hell, yeah? Have you ever seen 50 thousand strong with their hands in the air Up and down like hell, yeah?
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