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T-Pain - T-Pain Presents Happy Hour: The Greatest Hits Album Lyrics



T-Pain - T-Pain Presents Happy Hour: The Greatest Hits Lyrics






Up Down (Do This All Day)

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Mustard on da beat

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

Black car, party in the back yard,
Shorty got the black bra showing (black bra showing)
Tatted up, ass fat enough
She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it (Yeah she know it)
She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it (Yeah she know it)
She gon' make me spend some money on it (Yeah she know it)
Whole bank account and I'll blow it

Go do a show then
Bring some more in
Pockets bigger than a Samoan
I'm at the stage every time shorty go in
Shorty go in, shorty shorty go in
Booty hit the floor then,
Slow motion
I'm so gone off Patron
I don't know how I'm getting home later on like

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

Shorty thick, thicker than a snicker
Every time she do it it's for me and my niggas
And her friend do it with her
She don't even like girls
But a stack will make her kiss her (Go on kiss her)
Go on kiss her, go on go on kiss her (Go on kiss her)
She don't even like girls
But a stack will make her kiss her (Go on kiss her)
Go on kiss her, go on go on kiss her (Go on kiss her)
She keep f*cking around I'll launch this missile
She make it drop then jiggle

Put on a show then
Bring that dough in
Booty bigger than a Samoan
I'm at the stage every time shorty go in
Shorty go in, shorty shorty go in
Booty hit the floor then,
Slow motion
I'm so gone off Patron
I don't know how I'm getting home later on like

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

And you know it
Look at how she throw it
If it get any bigger baby girl gon' have to tow it, tow it
Sitting on them M's like Floyd but
She lied to you if she said I paid for it
Nigga 99 broads, 99 broads
Panoramic view from the 99th floor
I'm like My Lord
When she down on all fours
Got a hood bitch with me,
She ain't scared of taking charge
Well I ain't buying a car
You ain't know what you saw
She adjusted them broads
And lightened up a cigar
They was writing me off
Now I arrived like a star
I just sit back and laugh at the irony of it all
Let them bands go, let them bands go
Watch a nigga
Throw a grand or so
On that cameltoe
And be like 'Damn boy, why you cuffing that ho?'
The whole team smashed her and you ain't even know

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: MIKELY WILHELM ADAM, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE, JAMES MICHAEL COHEN, FAHEEM NAJM, BOBBY RAY SIMMONS JR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Up Down (Do This All Day) (Remix)

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Mustard on da beat

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

Black car, party in the back yard,
Shorty got the black bra showing (black bra showing)
Tatted up, ass fat enough
She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it (Yeah she know it)
She a bad bitch and she already know it (Yeah she know it)
Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it (Yeah she know it)
She gon' make me spend some money on it (Yeah she know it)
Whole bank account and I'll blow it

Go do a show then
Bring some more in
Pockets bigger than a Samoan
I'm at the stage every time shorty go in
Shorty go in, shorty shorty go in
Booty hit the floor then,
Slow motion
I'm so gone off Patron
I don't know how I'm getting home later on like

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

Shorty thick, thicker than a snicker
Every time she do it it's for me and my niggas
And her friend do it with her
She don't even like girls
But a stack will make her kiss her (Go on kiss her)
Go on kiss her, go on go on kiss her (Go on kiss her)
She don't even like girls
But a stack will make her kiss her (Go on kiss her)
Go on kiss her, go on go on kiss her (Go on kiss her)
She keep f*cking around I'll launch this missile
She make it drop then jiggle

Put on a show then
Bring that dough in
Booty bigger than a Samoan
I'm at the stage every time shorty go in
Shorty go in, shorty shorty go in
Booty hit the floor then,
Slow motion
I'm so gone off Patron
I don't know how I'm getting home later on like

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

And you know it
Look at how she throw it
If it get any bigger baby girl gon' have to tow it, tow it
Sitting on them M's like Floyd but
She lied to you if she said I paid for it
Nigga 99 broads, 99 broads
Panoramic view from the 99th floor
I'm like My Lord
When she down on all fours
Got a hood bitch with me,
She ain't scared of taking charge
Well I ain't buying a car
You ain't know what you saw
She adjusted them broads
And lightened up a cigar
They was writing me off
Now I arrived like a star
I just sit back and laugh at the irony of it all
Let them bands go, let them bands go
Watch a nigga
Throw a grand or so
On that cameltoe
And be like 'Damn boy, why you cuffing that ho?'
The whole team smashed her and you ain't even know

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing

I ain't even know it (even know it)
Even know it (know it)
Teddy call you to the stage
Then you seen a nigga throw it (nigga throw it)
Th-throw it (throw it)
Throwing that ass for days
Booty going Up Down
I ain't got no problem spending all of my money
Trying to see what's up now
I can do this all day like it ain't nothing
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: MIKELY WILHELM ADAM, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE, JAMES MICHAEL COHEN, FAHEEM NAJM, BOBBY RAY SIMMONS JR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




Drankin Patna

Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me
Drink with me, drink with me

Hey, shorty so perfect
I'mma buy the bar, got her drinking everything that I drink
Real talk so far
She even thinking everything that I think
And we like the same girl, not the main girl
She been sipping on that black and blue label
You must seen her, I do my thing, girl
I can't let you drink me under this table
She keep thinking just through the heat and I know that I can't keep up
One more drink and I'mma be there
You gonna see me walk out of this club
Hey, she ain't even drunk yet
She ain't finished that drink yet
Everybody looking at me like I'mma stop you
I've done found me a drinking partner

Oh oh I think I need her to drink a drink with me
I found a girl of my dreams, I've got you
I've done found me a drinking partner
Everybody wanna, wanna
She be sipping that Corona, Corona
And we aren't turning up in the club without her
I've done found me a drinking partner

I think I'm in love with your cousin
I done seen her take three or four shots already
And we in the club like it's nothing
She walked in and everybody say
(Oh oh here she comes)
Somebody get the shot girl over here right now
(Oh oh here she comes)
Just round them up in front of her
She gonna take them right down

Tonight was so worth it (so worth it)
I done found somebody that like doing everything that I do (that I do)
We hit the floor, just like that (like that)
When I move, you move
It's like we the same person (same person)
We drinking even if we ain't thirsty (ain't thirsty)
Screaming YOLO in the lane swerving (lane swerving)
I'm 'bout to give it up to your paid service
(Oh oh hey!) I got a feeling she ain't going
Nowhere till she know that she leaving with me (with me)
We drink one more big shot for the night
Shorty, you ain't gonna get no sleep (no sleep)
Hey, we ain't even done yet (done yet)
We ain't even finished this cup yet (cup yet)
And everybody looking at me like I'mma stop you
I've done found me a drinking partner

Oh oh I think I need her to drink a drink with me
I found a girl of my dreams, I've got you
I've done found me a drinking partner
Everybody wanna, wanna
She be sipping that Corona-ona
And we aren't turning up in the club without her
I've done found me a drinking partner

I think I'm in love with your cousin
I done seen her take three or four shots already
And we in the club like it's nothing
She walked in (she walked in) and everybody say
Oh oh here she comes
Somebody get the shot girl over here right now
Oh oh here she comes,
Just round 'em up in front of her
She gonna take them right down

I think I need her to drink a drink with me
I found a girl of my dreams, I've got you
I've done found me a drinking partner
Everybody wanna, wanna
She be sipping that Corona, Corona
And we aren't turning up in the club without her
I've done found me a drinking partner
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: DARYL HALL, JOHN OATES, SARA ALLEN, FAHEEM NAJM
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Blame It

Blame it on the Goose (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Hey she say she usually don't (don't, don't)
But I know that she frontin' (frontin', frontin')
'Cause shawty know what she want (want, want)
But she don't wanna seem like she easy
I hear you sayin' what ya won't do (won't do, won't do)
But you know we probably goin' do (gon' do, gon do')
What you been fiendin' deep inside (don't lie now)

Girl what you drinkin'?
Gon' let sink in
Here for the weekend, thinkin' we can
See what we can be if we press press forward
Just one more round and you're down, I know it
Fill another cup up
Feelin' on yo butt, what?
You don't even care now
I was unaware how fine you was
Before my buzz set in
My buzz set in

Blame it on the Goose (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Blame it on the vodka (ayy)
Blame it on the Henny (ayy)
Blame it on the blue tap (ayy)
Gotcha feelin' dizzy (ayy, dizzy)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Oopsie
She spilled some drank on me (on me, on me)
And now I'm knowin' she's tipsy (tipsy, tipsy)
She put her body on me
And she keep starin' me right in my eyes
No tellin' what I'm gon' do (gon' do, gon' do)
Baby I would rather show you (show you, show you)
What you been missin' in your life when I get inside

Girl what you drinkin'?
Gon' let sink in
Here for the weekend, thinkin' we can
See what we can be if we press fast forward
Just one more round and if you're down, I'm pourin'
Fill another cup up
Feelin' on yo butt, what?
You don't even care now, I was unaware how
Fine you was before my buzz set in
My buzz set in

Blame it on the Goose (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Blame it on the vodka (ayy)
Blame it on the Henny (ayy)
Blame it on the blue tap (ayy)
Gotcha feelin' dizzy (ayy, dizzy)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol (hey)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

T-Pain
Girl, I know you feel good
Just like you look (look), couple more shots
You open up like a book, I ain't trippin ('cause I'ma read ya)
Shawty, I ain't trippin' (I jus' wanna please ya)
I'ma take a shot of Nuvo, shawty, didn't you know
It's goin' down, we can go and kick it like Judo (Judo)
You know what I mean
Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream
So I made her say I, I
Now she got her hand on my legs
Got my seats all wet in my ride (all wet in my ride)
All over my ride (all over my ride)
She look me dead in the eye, eye-eye
Then my pants got bigger
She already knew what to figure
Had her lookin' at her boyfriend like, "F*ck, that nigga"

Blame it on the juice (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron) (oh-ooh woah)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol (alcohol)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol (alcohol)

Blame it on the vodka (ayy)
Blame it on the Henny (ayy)
Blame it on the blue tap (ayy)
Gotcha feelin' dizzy (ayy, dizzy)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol (alcohol)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Now to the ballers poppin' bottles (ayy)
With they Henny in they cups (ayy)
Screamin, "Money ain't a thing", if it ain't (ayy)
Throw it up in the sky (in the sky) (ayy)
And hold your drinks up high (high)
And to my independent mama's
Who can buy they own bottles
If you lookin' like a model
When them broke fellas holla, tell 'em, "Bye" (bye)
And hold your drinks up high

You could blame it on the Goose (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol

Blame it on the vodka (ayy)
Blame it on the Henny (ayy)
Blame it on the blue tap (ayy)
Gotcha feelin' dizzy (ayy, dizzy)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Brandon Melancon, Nathan Walker, Christopher Henderson, Emerson Ballard, Terius Nash, Jamie Foxx, Christopher Stewart, Najm Faheem, James Thomas Brown, John Conte, Breyon Prescott, Brandon Melanchon, Chris Henderson, Eric Bishop, Faheem Najm, James Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, SPIKY I M IN PUBLISHING, Sentric Music




Buy U A Drank (Shawty Snappin')

Shawty snap (yeah) T-pain
Damn, shawty snap, Yung joc (shawty)
Hey, hey she's snappin'

Snap ya fingers, do the step, you can do it all by yourself
Woo, baby girl, what's your name?
Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink
I'm T-pain, you know me
Konvict music nappy boy ooh
I know the club close at three
What's the chances that you are rollin' wit' me?
Back to the crib, show you how I live
Let's get drunk, forget what we did

I'm a buy you a drank (Then I'm a take you home with me)
I got money in the bank (Shawty, what chu think about that? Find me in the gray Cadillac)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Talk to me, I talk back
Let's talk money, I'll talk that
Krunk juice bombs, Oakley shades
Shawty got class, oh behave
Let's get gone, walk it out (walk it out)
Just like that; that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
We gon' have fun, you gon' see
On that Patron, you should get like me

I'm a buy you a drank (Then I'm a take you home with me)
I got money in the bank (Shawty, what chu think about that? Find me in the gray Cadillac)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Won't you meet me at the bar? Respect big pimpin'
Tell me how you feel, mama, tell me what you sippin'
A certified dime piece deserves Lou-ey one-three
One-fifty a shot, three for you and three for me
I'm checkin' yo' body language; I love the conversation
And when you lick your lips, I get a tinglin' sensation
Now we're both 'bout tipsy, you say you in the mood
All I need is 'bout a hour, better yet, maybe two (two)
Let me take you where I live, Ferrari switch gears
When I whisper in ya ear, ya legs hit the chandelier
Passion fruit and sex all in the atmosphere
I'm a let T-pain sing it so he can make it clear

I'm a buy you a drank (Then I'm a take you home with me)
I got money in the bank (Shawty, what chu think about that? Find me in the gray Cadillac)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Let's get gone, walk it out (Now walk it out, think about it, ah, snap)
Now rock, rock, rock, rock
You can do it all by yo' self
Let's get gone, walk it out (Now walk it out, think about it, ah, snap)
Now rock, rock, rock, rock
You can do it all by yo' self

I'm a buy you a drank (Then I'm a take you home with me)
I got money in the bank (Shawty, what chu think about that? Find me in the gray Cadillac)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ALFONZO BAILEY, JARVIS GRIFFIN, ISAAC HAYES, REGINALD JONES, SEAN PAUL JOSEPH, FAHEEM NAJM, DARRYL RICHARDSON, JASIEL ROBINSON, RICHARD SIMS, JONATHAN SMITH, EARL STEVENS, MIGUEL WILLIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC




5 Oclock

[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 hittin' 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'm a 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 trippin
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
That's 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 it's for both of us
The sun ain't the only thing that's coming up

[Hook]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: niki
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Cant Believe It

She make me feel so good, better than I would by myself or
If I was with somebody else.
U don't understand
She make the people say yeeeeahhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh.

[T-Pain:]
I could put u in a log cabin
Somewhere in Aspen,
Girl ain't nothin teddy pain,
Ain't trickin if you got it what u askin... for
Put you in a mansion, somewhere in Wiscansin.
Like I said it ain't nothin teddy pain
We could change that last name, what's happenin.
Cause you look so good,
Tell me why you wanna work here, put you on the front page of a king magazine,
But you gone get yourself hurt here.
Aye, baby I brought you in the back just to have a conversation,
I really think u need some ventilation.
Let's talk about uuuuuu and meeeeeee.

[Hook:]
Ooo I can't believe it,
Oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
Man man I think she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
Ooo I can't believe it,
Oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
Man man I thank she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
And you don't understand
She make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
She hit the main stage
She make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh

[T-Pain:]
I could put you in a condo,
All the way up in Toronto,
Baby put you in a fur coat,
Ride in the murciélago,
I'll put you in the beach house, right on the edge of Costa Rica,
Put one of them lil flowers in your hair,
Have you lookin like a fly mamacita, (fuego)
Cause you look so gooood,
You make me wanna spend it all on ya,
Get up out this club,
Slide with ya boy,
We can do what u wanna, yeahhh,
Baby I brought you in the back cause you need a lil persuasion, plus you need a lil ventilation, let's talk about uuuuuuu, and meeeee.

[Hook:]
Ooo I can't believe it,
Oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
Man man I think she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
Ooo I can't believe it,
Oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
Man man I think she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
And you don't understand
She make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
She hit the main stage
She make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh

[T-Wayne:]
Now I can put yo ass out,
Oooo keep runnin your mouth,
And if your brothers come trippin I'm a show em what these teardrops about,
Shawty I was just playin,
Ooo but I could take you to the caymen... Islands, have you
Screamin and hollerin,
We'll be makin love on the beach
The people see what we doin,
Aww they pointin and ooooin... ooohh but we gone keep on doin, it like it just me and you ain't no one else around
It went down on the balcony And her legs are open, how sweet
Shawty like a model out the penthouse sheets,
That's why I got her on my penthouse sheets,
And ooo I can't believe it!

[Hook:]
Ooo I can't believe it,
Oo, oo, she all on me (on me) man man I think she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
Ooo I can't believe it, oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
Man man I think she want me (want me)
Now I can't leave her lonely nawwwwwh.
And u don't understand she make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
She hit the main stage she make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh.
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: DWAYNE CARTER, FAHEEM NAJM, DAVID BALFOUR
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group




Booty Wurk (One Cheek At a Time)


Ooh, gotta be cool baby, you know what I'm saying?

Jump out your car in the middle of the street
Open up your trunk, let the bass beat
Go 'head, go 'head
You gotta walk up in the club bare-footed
I like that booty, you know where to put it
Go 'head, go 'head

Little mama you look so professional
I'm followin' you, sweating you
I can't believe I'm doing what I'm doin
What is wrong with my head? Go 'head
'Cause baby I like how you're working it
I'm watching you, you're twerking it
I'm trying get you out of this club
And get you off in my bed
(Ohh, oh-oh) Go 'head, yeah

Now let me see that booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo boo booty work
Go 'head, (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Go 'head (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Now let me see the booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek

Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom
Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom

Pause (damn)

Black car, black rims
Black shirt, black Tims
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing

Holy moly, look at her
She got the boots with the fur
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing

Lil mama I can see that thong on you
The DJ play this song for you
I'm trying to drive my stick shift
All over them curves, say word

If you keep playing with my feelings
We gonna get it, get it, get it
Girl I represent the Nappy Boy Clique
So I know that you heard (ohh, oh-oh), say word
(Nappy Boy)

Now let me see that booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo boo booty work
Go 'head, (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Go 'head (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Now let me see the booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek

Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom
Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom

Girl it must be a crime to be as fine as you (as fine as you, aha)
You know exactly what I'm tryna do (tryna do), you see me
I'm trying to keep it jumping (jumping)
Girl I got a Chevy with hydraulics and you're reminding me of it (of it)
Up and down, up and down, girl you know what's happening (what's happening)
'Round of applause ('plause), keep that booty clapping (clapping)
Them other girls lacking what you're packing (packing)
And you got them embarrassed by what you got from your parents (parents)
I'm trying to see them shorts (see them shorts) spread apart
I ain't coming up short (up short) Kevin Hart (Kevin Hart)

Now take off, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
Take off, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
Move your feet (move ya feet) cut a rug (cut a rug)
Put your hands up if you're the baddest in the club, ha

Take off, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
Girl I'm tryna get you next to me but first you gotta let me see that

Booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo boo booty work
Go 'head, (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Go 'head (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Now let me see the booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek

Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom
Show off, show off, show off (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it), boom
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Bryan Levar Jones, Faheem Rasheed Najm, Joseph Williams, Orlando Jr. Woods, Tramaine Winfrey
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Songtrust Ave




Best Love Song

Turn up the bass, turn up the treble,
I'm about to take you to a whole another level!
DJ turn off what you're playing,
I want the whole club to hear what I'm saying!
Because this girl means so much to me,
And now we're on the floor and she touching me.
And if I wanna take her home
It's gotta be better than what they do on the radio!

[Chorus:]
It's gotta be the crunkest
It's gotta be the loudest
It's gotta be the best; the best love song; she ever heard in her life
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write (me to write), I just gotta picture her smiling,
And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like that

Get up, red lights, give me a mic
I'm about to sing and do it just how she likes.
She moves the stage, drops every night awake, Cowabunga!
You know it's like, just do the way,
Girl just move your body like a snake
And if you wanna get with me
Put your hands in the air show me that energy!

[Chorus:]
It's gotta be the crunkest
It's gotta be the loudest
It's gotta be the best; the best love song; she ever heard in her life
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write, I just gotta picture her smiling,
And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like that

Homie kiss your girl
Shawty kiss your man
We can see you on the kissin cam
Now show me some love
Show me some love
Now look her in the eye, say baby I love you
I never put no one above you
And if you feel that way
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like that
And if you feel that way
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like that
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Oh, oh, oh
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: TRAMAINE MICHEAL WINFREY, CHRISTOPHER MAURICE BROWN, FAHEEM NAJM
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING




Bartender

[Intro: T-Pain]
Yeah...
Uh-Huh...
Yeah...
Yeah...

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Broke up with my girl last night so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and a Minicoop sitting on dubs (sitting on dubs)
I'm just looking for somebody to talk to and show me some love (show me some love)
If you know what I mean... Uh-Huh...
Everybody jockin' me as soon as I stepped in the spot (I stepped in the spot)
200 bitches and man aint none of them hot (aint none of them hot)
'Cept for this pretty young thang that was workin' all the way at the top (all the way at the top)
Shawty what is your name?

[Hook 1: T-Pain]
Oooo she made us drinks, to drink
We drunk 'em, Got drunk
And then I think she thinks I'm cool
She gave me a wink, I winked back
And then I think that, we hit it off somethin proper like...

[Chorus: T-Pain]
I like the bartender
(Oooo If you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Uh-huh, Ok)
I like the bartender
(Yeah if you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Oooooh Uh-huh, Ok)

[Verse 2: T-Pain]
Got a brand new girl so I'm feeling all good inside (all good inside)
Feel like I put some brand new 24's on a brand new ride (on a brand new ride)
Triple shot of patron on the rocks with little bit a lime (with a little bit a lime)
I'm just keeping it real (Uh-huh)
Baby still working at the club so I'm getting in free (so I'm getting in free)
Wednesday night I'm on the list T-Pain plus 3 (T-Pain plus 3)
Everytime I hit the spot baby girl taking care of me (taking care of me)
How do you think I feel?

[Hook 2: T-Pain]
Oooo she made us drinks, to drink
We drunk 'em, Got drunk
And now I know she thinks I'm cool
She gave me a wink, I winked back
And then I think that, we 'gon have fun at my spot tonight...

[Chorus: T-Pain]
I like the bartender
(Oooo If you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Uh-huh, Ok)
I like the bartender
(Yeah if you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Oooooh Uh-huh, Ok)

[Verse 3: Akon]
Shorty I'm sure you heard that I really never come out (never come out)
Unless I'm in the M6 doing tricks freeway burnt out (freeway burnt out)
Got a passenger side that's empty wanting it to be your spot (be your spot)
But you on my billboard ? like the charts 'gon end up on top (end up on top)
Don't smoke don't drink that's why I don't be by the bar baby (baby)
Just lookin' at you from a distance looking like a god damn star baby (baby)
So my girl don't see me T-Pain can I get those keys to the car? (those keys to the car?)
'Bout to go and Bang Bang Boogie with my cutie and I'll see you tomar' (see you tomar')

[Hook 3: T-Pain, Akon]
Oooo she made us drinks, to drink
We drunk 'em, Got drunk
And now I know she thinks I'm cool
She gave me a wink, I winked back (Uh-huh)
And then I think that, (Uh-huh) we 'gon have fun at my spot tonight... (Oh yes)

[Chorus: T-Pain]
I like the bartender
(Oooo If you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Uh-huh, Ok)
I like the bartender
(Yeah if you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Oooooh Uh-huh, Ok)
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ALIAUNE THIAM, FAHEEM NAJM
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




Im N Luv Wit A Stripper

She got the body of a goddess, everybody know that
Super cute face and the booty so fat
I'm in the club dropping twenty-four stacks
'Cause I'm in love and that's a well known fact
Guess, he knows what he's doing
If a nigga chillin' with a stripper then he never go back home
She got eyes butter pecan brown can't leave it alone
Liking the way she break it down to the flo'
Need to get her over here show her where
It's about to go down right now
I'm in love with a stripper

You wanna know where Twista be on fifty
T-Pain invited me to Magic City
I'm about to have some fun 2001, in these pocket all my e-fizzles with me
I like the way mama get up on the table
I like the way she pour the honey in her naval
I like it when she smack her fatty and open it up in front of me
I wanna touch it but I ain't able
The one leg she can shake at the top of the pole
Look at the laffy taffy when she pop, she roll
I wanna get her in the bed right after they close
When I do a video you get the popular role
In the V.I.P. They get a lil' lap dance
Come and grind on the willy of a black man
In my ear tellin' me the shit a nigga like to hear
While I nibble on ya nipple like Pac-Man
She freakin' she lickin' she rubbin'
Then she pulled my dick out and start suckin'
All because I be the Twista
Even though T-Pain told me shorty was a freak
I asked her can I take her home (Down right now)

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

Uh, young Pimp C
I'm a P-I-M-P, trickin' ain't in my pedigree
It really ain't 'bout no square love it's strictly 'cause she playin' me
She be wantin' lay me but I can't do too much of that
'Cause even though yo ass fat, freakin' off ain't where it's at
But I can show you how to get out there and get it
You love yo daddy I know ya with it
Guess why I got love for you
'Cause you get out there and do what it do
Workin' my piece and work the pole
Break the trick you gotta pay to roll
Get the money break 'em off
And we in the Benz and we scratchin' off

It was love at first sight when I seen that ass shakin'
And 'bout fifty dollars later it was love in our makin'
Ya simply won my heart when I saw the way ya work that pole
And when you bent over ya had my wallet in a choke hold
I saw you in your birthday suit and and baby it was fate
When you give me a lap dance its like we gone on a date
But I feel like ya cheatin' on me when I see ya dancin' with other guys
I'm runnin' low on ones, I cant lie I'm in love baby

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club (I'm in love with a stripper)

I must be the first man to ever fall in love with an ass
Gonna bend down on my knees, and ask that ass to marry me
That booty makes forget about any chick I been wit in the past
'Cause we got a lot in common she's a stripper I'm a freak
Makes me wanna grab it, I have a habit, I gotta have it
You can call me the man of steel 'cause that ass is like a magnet
Damn you got me so in love, can't stay away from this club
Every time I find my self rollin' up on them dubs
I've been around the world, see booty all the time
I've never seen a booty, so so preety, so so fine
Comin' down the pole, no secret why I'm here
'Cause girl you keep my donk on swole, with a drop drop with it
Pop pop and when it hop hop baby the way you
Doing that thang with it don't you stop stop
I wanna stick it, wanna kiss it if I could
I'd put my whole damn head in it

'Cause I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
I'm in love with a stripper, I need to get some stripper counselin'
'Cause I'm the first one in the front row
When they make a stripper announcement
I think I'm fallin' in love with the one with the most ass
Thin, lil' bitty waist, I'ma go and buy that bitch a Volkswagen
MJG, Pimp tight, no mo' tippin' stop the bill
If I come in here one mo' night I'm gon' need Dr. Phil
But I'm a G, I'll step back and tell them bitches outright
Ain't no way I can turn a stripper into a housewife

The last girl was pretty but she wasn't fine as you
She was sexy but couldn't do the thangs you do
She could dance but nothin' like the way you move
I used to want her until the day I saw you
I'm a grown ass man I thought I seen it all
Doin' all that on the pole and didn't even fall
And right then, I knew exactly what it was (What's that)
I wanna f*ck the baddest bitch in the club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club

I'm in love with a stripper
She really think I'm playing, I'm playing
She take me for a joke when I say it
I'm in love with a stripper
Gotta get her, gotta get with her
I can't stay out this club
I'm in love with a stripper
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: FAHEEM RASHEED NAJM, MIKE A. JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Im Sprung

I'm sprung
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you
I'm sprung (I'm sprung)
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you

You do (you do)
You do (you do)
You do (you do)
You do (you do)
(You do) do do do
(You do) do-do-do do do
(You do) do-do-do, do-do do-do
Ooh

She got me doin' the dishes
Anything she want for some kisses
I'm cookin' for her when she gets hungry
All she doin' is actin' like she want me
She cuttin' off all my homies
Even all my other ronis
She ain't even my main lady
See I been thinkin' bout it lately
Man she really don't deserve me
All she wanna do is hurt me
So I gotta get away from her
But now I'm leaving quickly
Before she come and try to kick me
And I'm takin' everything with me
Well, it all come down to how

I'm sprung
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you
I'm sprung (I'm sprung)
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you

You do (you do)
You do (you do)
You do (you do)
You do (you do)
(You do) do do do
(You do) do-do-do do do
(You do) do-do-do, do-do do-do
Ooh

So we went our separate ways
It's been a couple of days
But now I'm doin' what I want to
With nobody tellin' me what I'm gon' do
And I'm feelin' so free
With nobody but me, uh
Now I can handle all my business
All of my fellas, can I get a witness?
But I'm feelin' kinda lonely
On top of that, I'm kinda horny
Man, I gotta get back to her
But now I'm leaving quickly
Before she come and try to kick me
And I'm takin' everything with me
Well, it all come down to how

I'm sprung
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you
I'm sprung (I'm sprung)
Dog, she got me
Got me doin' things I'll never do
If you ain't been, I'm tellin' you

(You do) do do do
(You do) do-do-do do do
(You do) do-do-do, do-do do-do
(You do) ooh
(You do) do do do
(You do) do-do-do do do
(You do) do-do-do, do-do do-do
Ooh

She got me doin' what I won't do
Got you sprung and I told you
You don't agree with me
In the end, you'll see that
She got you doin' what you won't do
Now you're sprung and I told you
S-P-R-U-N-G
Now you see she got you
Got you
Got you
Got you
She got you
Got you
Got you
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: Faheem Rasheed Najm
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Freeze

[T-Pain Talkin']
Haha, I get it down on the dance floor
Watch this, hey
You don't even know girl
Woooh, Wooah,
Heh, Come Here

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
You know what I do (do)
If you can do it too (too)
Then that's just something that makes me more attracted to you
And I, and I
Wanna see you break it down
For me (ha)
Yes, we in this private (party)
Girl I like your body (body)
But can you tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, pop, lock and drop it
Cause I, and I wanna see you break it down
For me
Watch this

[Hook: T-Pain]
Girl I've been waitin all night to see you dance like me
And you gonna sweat your outfit out, trying to dance like me
(Now let me see), Ah ah ah, now freeze, like me, oooh
Shawt-a-y

[Verse 2: T-Pain]
Girl I want a battle
Meet me downstairs
Bring your dancing shoes and something to tie you hair
Cause I, cause I'm about to break it down, on you
I see you with you friends
You don't wanna get embarrassed
I know you see my bling, bling
Check out the carrots
Cause I, I'm bout to break it down on you

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Girl I've been waitin all night to see you dance like me
And you gonna sweat your outfit out trying to dance like me
(Now let me see), Ah ah ah, now freeze, like me oooh

[Verse 3: Chris Brown (T-Pain)]
Girl let's get it poppin (crackin)
Tell me how you feel (feel)
Let's get up on this floor and do this thing for real (wooh)
Cause we (we), you and me (me), can really break it down, together
Watch me slide on ya (on ya)
Watch me ride on ya (on ya)
You ain't gotta say it
You think I'm fly, don't cha
Cause we (we), you and me(me), can really break it down oh oh oh

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Girl I've been waitin all night to see you dance like me
And you gonna sweat your outfit out, trying to dance like me
(Now let me see), Ah ah ah, now freeze, like me, oooh

[Chris Brown Talking]
Yeah Lamborghini breezy
Or graffiti breezy
It's easy
Hey
I just want you to relax
And now my ladies pop, poppin
Drop droppin
1, 2, 3, 4, Freeze, Ha

[Hook: T-Pain]
Girl I've been waitin all night to see you dance like me
And you gonna sweat your outfit out, trying to dance like me
(Now let me see), Ah ah ah, now freeze, like me
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

Writer: ANTHONY ANDERSON, BRIAN HOWES, STEVEN SMITH, COLETTE TRUDEAU
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group




Back to: T-Pain


T-Pain Presents Happy Hour: The Greatest Hits is a greatest hits album by American singer T-Pain. It was released on November 24, 2014 on his Nappy Boy record label.

The compilation was supported by two singles, "Up Down (Do This All Day)" and "Drankin' Patna".
-Wikipedia
Performed By: T-Pain
Genre(s): Hip-hop, Electro Hop
Producer(s): Nappy Boy, Konvict, RCA
Released: November 24th, 2014
Year: 2014

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