Showing posts with label T-Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label T-Pain. Show all posts

[Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping and I was hoping…

[T Pain]
It’s 5 o’clock in the morning, and I want ya
And you want me, don’t ya?
I can see it
Cause you’ve been waiting on me since
I said that I was hitting the club
Something coming up on me
And I know you be getting so horny
Cause you be sending me texts
Like boy just get your ass up in that car
And come get all of this love

(It’s 5 o’clock in the morning)
You ain’t got to remind me
She already said if I don’t come home on time
She might go crazy
And she’ll be waiting on me naked
With one of my chains on
She might come and find me
And then ask me kindly
Do I want her to go crazy?
We do this every night
And then we always wake up singing the same song

[Hook - Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

[Hook 2 - T-Pain]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck up to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you would creep in

[T-Pain]
It’s 5 o’clock in the morning
And you calling
And these females got me stalling
I can hear your voice in my head like
“What is he doing?” oh what is he doing?

Cause I keep checking my cell phone
And these missed calls
You texting me like I’mma kill y’all
If you don’t get your ass up out of that club
And you do know what time it is

(It’s 5 o’clock in the morning)
On my bed, girl
And this Nuvo got me tripping
And I know that you mad, girl
But you ain’t got to worry about nothing
Girl I got you, girl I got you
She might come and find me, and then ask me kindly
Do I want her to go crazy
We do this every night and then
We always wake up singing the same song

[Hook - Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

[Hook 2 - T-Pain]

[Wiz Khalifa]
You ain’t got nothing on
But the t-shirt that I left over your house
The last time I came and put it on ya
Too many thirsty girls up in this club for me to
Leave here with one of them
That’s why I call her
And you’ll be right at home waiting for me
Iphone plugged in the wall, just waiting for me
Club closed at 6, left around 4:30
Yeah so by the time I’m at your crib..
(It’s 5′o Clock in the morning)
And you yawning, but I’ve been drinking all night and I feel like performing
With you in the bedroom
Flooring to the dresser
Don't want nothing less cause I’m sure you’re the best
You’re the one, So I let you
Thats how you show me love
And when we finish you like “damn, babe you woke me up”
I like you way you put it down likes its for both of us
The sun ain't the only thing thats coming up

[Hook]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

So Listen up...

Ooh La La La

If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la...)
If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la...)
If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (La la la...)
If your girl wanna play, let her go

[Chorus - T-Pain]
Hey baby girl what you doin tonight
I wanna see what you got in store
Hey baby - givin it you all when you're dancin on me
I wanna see if you give me some more
Hey baby - you can be my girl I can be your man
And we can pump this jam however you want
Hey baby, pump it from the side bend it upside down
Or we can pump it from the back to the front
Hey baby
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Hey Baby)

Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can shake some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don't stop it - I want you tonight

I'm a Dade county,
Self paid self made millionaire
I used to play around the world,
Now I'm around the world - gettin paid
Girl problems, no problems
Doin anything that won't solve em
I wanna get witcha mami,
Now let me see what the lord split cha

[Chorus - T-Pain]
Hey baby girl what you doin tonight
I wanna see what you got in store
Hey baby - givin it you all when you're dancin' on me
I wanna see if you give me some more
Hey baby - you can be my girl I can be your man
And we can pump this jam however you want
Hey baby, pump it from the side bend it upside down
Or we can pump it from the back to the front
Hey baby
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Aaah)
Ooh baby baby, La La La La La La La... (Hey Baby)

Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can shake some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don't stop it - I want you tonight

Make money, make money
This chico right here gotta eat, baby
You scared money - don't make money,
That's how it goes in the street baby
But when you remember about the nonsense,
Baby girl take a shot to your conscious
... but god I'm a monster
Cause I hit all the baddest women in the world - gangster

Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say it
Yeah you can take some more, make you wanna say it
Ooh you got it, because you make me wanna say
Don't stop it - I want you tonight

Blame it on the Goose
Got you feeling loose
Blame it on the 'tron
Got you in the zone
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

Ay, She say she usually don't
But I know that she front
Cause shawty know what she want
But she don't wanna seem like she easy
I hear you saying what ya won't do
But you know we probably gonna do
What you been feeling deep inside
Don't lie now
Girl, What ya drinking
Gone let it sink in
Here for the weekend
Thinking, we can
See what we can be if we press fast forward
Just one more round
If you're down, I'm for it
Fill another cup up
Feeling on your butt-What?
You don't even care now
I was unaware
How fine you was before my buzz set in
(My buzz set in)

Chorus:
Blame it on the Goose
Got you feeling loose
Blame it on the 'trone
Got you in the zone
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the Vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Gotcha feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

Oooh, see?
She spilled some drink on me
And now I'm knowing she's tipsy
She put her body on me
And she keep staring me right in my eyes
No telling what I'm gonna do
Baby, I would rather show you
What you been missing in your life
When I get inside
Girl, What ya drinking
Gone let it sink in
Here for the weekend
Thinking, we can
See what we can be if we press fast forward
Just one more round
If you're down, I'm for it
Fill another cup up
Feeling on your butt-What?
You don't even care now
I was unaware
How fine you was before my buzz set in
(My buzz set in)

Chorus:

(T-Pain Verse)

Girl I know you feel good
Just like you look
Couple more shots
You open up like a book
I ain't tripping
(Cause I'ma read ya)
I ain't tripping
(I just wanna please ya)
I'ma take a shot of *Nuvo
Shawty didn't you know
It's going down
And we can go and kick it like Judo
You know what I mean
Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream
So I made her say, "Ah, Ah, Ah"
Now she got her hand on my legs
Got my seats all wet in my ride
All over my ride
She look me dead in the eye (eye, eye)
Then my pants got bigger
She already knew what the figure
Had her looking at her boyfriend
Like "Fuck that Nigga"

Chorus:

Now to the Ballers popping bottles
With their Henny in they cups
Screaming "Money ain't a thing"
And if it ain't, throw it up
In the sky, Hold your drinks up high
And to the independent Ballers
Who can buy they own bottles
And if you looking like a model
When them broke fellas holla
Tell them bye
And hold ya drinks up high
You can...

Chorus:

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