up Let the music pick you up Pick it up C'mon [Chorus] Pick it up Pick it up Pick it up C'mon Pick it up Pick it up [Outro:] Pick it up [x2] C'mon (
ll dick em' and holla Ridin' these hoochies Like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas Jump up and get your ass shot up For the profit pick my glock up
] No spending ends, in gentlemen's Strip clubs, it's just for spinning rims I want it now, I get it then Cop it drop it, cop it again Not him again, not
It?s like Oh, oh, oh, oh Lil mama show me how you move it Go ahead put your back into it Do your thing like there ain?t nothing to it Oh, yeah This is
rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Woohooo) That's exactly what it look like [Verse 2:] I said excuse me there lil sexy mama Are you a voter did you pick
it storm, make it strom, in here, in here Big ballas no lames in here in here, in here Drop it left, up and down, to the floor lil mama Throw some more
do Im tryna give it but im losing my cool (for you) Cause shorty got me throwed Thrown off, lil mama, she got thrown (ayy) Thrown off, lil mama, she got
wearin' Lil' mama you got that Victor Baron [B-Legit] Girl I'ma fool with it, hella laced up and cool with it Went to school with it, never did get to
s, fo's Player's get yours, girl let's roll Head to toe fasho you cold Me and you like diamonds and gold You got a partner for Colby O Lil mama you looking
. Seems like we always makin' up and breakin' up or breakin' up and makin' up everytime. It seems like we always make up and break up And then do it all
I'm pickin up the tab Because numbers get the girls like a lil bit of cash Or whateva they want [John Legend:] Hey girl, you gonna live it up tonight
I know you diggin me im diggin you so whats the hold up You did me wrong alone my style is wild but still im tow up So sick you made me throw up confused
for touch, what's the rush Mama you could spend the night [Hook-JR Writer] (Some Voice) It's like (What am I gonna do about you ooh) It's like (What
s the rush Mama you could spend the night [Hook: JR Writer (Some Voice)] It's like (What am I gonna do about you ooh) It's like (What am I gonna
dick em' and holla Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass, Chevy impalas Jump up and get your ass shot up For the profit pick my glock up I'm
