I'm turnt, I'm I'm turnt up ( I'm turnt up) [Verse 2:] I'm turnt up yup just as much as I wanna be Goin so dumb that tha nerds make in fun of me These girls
club For now (For Now) Might as well get another round (round) Notice there ain't nothing in your cup So get here baby let me fill it up (fill it up) [Chorus:] Go girl
alcoholic Metaphorically or Rhetoric and I'm shittin' on your forehead 2 girls 1 cup?.Yup We did it again Last King YMCMB I dont pay for bitches, bitches pay me [Chorus] [Gudda Gudda - Verse 2
I Party Verse 1: KEV NISH Lets party baby, tell the dj get the party crazy I?m fellin faded like a classic pair of Ben Davis (All Night) Music?s bangin, (All Night) hella ladies I?m navigating through them girls
"Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch) [Verse 2: Remy Martin] I was up in the club right, had some Remy in my cup right
me what you want girl i can get it for you girl hes a mothafuckin chump and Imma real thug [Chorus] When they see me their jaw drop, yea Better cup
fly big-booty girls Oh yeah, you can bet, That ya' boy ain't gon' miss the set! Chorus Verse 2 Nightfall begin to slumber Saw this real fly girl,
to stall him Long enough for that thing to dissolve in 1 gives a signal, 2 says "Who's this?" He's like, "Sorry I'm rude" then introduces 1 to 2 - they
ya cup. [Z-Ro Chorus] Yo its texas , ridin on tha dirty got tha grill on tha lexus dont fuck with us , nigga we bust yo ass up , throw up ya cup and
Pac and Big, I gotta hip hop chick ask her who's better and she say they both the shit. She Sexy [x4] She Workin [x4] [Verse 1] I'm a slum dog millionaire
club [2x] [Verse1 - R.Kelly] Now I"m about to show ya how wild it gets When a girl at the party when she backing it Now this girl dance freaky
Patran got me hazy Hey I'm rockstar baby So put 'em up if you're a rockstar baby [Verse 2] Girl your booty so swole How you get them jeans around it Girl
Yea, so keep on talkin' So keep singin' damn Girl takin' off and puttin' the jeans But now I have nightmares, just dreams So keep singin' damn [verse 1
to watch her move slow} But don't stop Make the body rock Rock-rock-rock, rock [Verse 1: Paul Wall {Paul Wall slowed down}] Peep game, that girl movin
feeling loose (loose) Blame it on Petron ('tron) Got you in the zone (zone) Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol Blame it on the alcohol (fades) (Verse 1
different auto, deep down ya main chick even wanna cum, everybody know my name I'm number 1 I'm number 1 [Chorus:] I'm number 1 in this bitch now they
different auto, deep down ya main chick even wanna cum, everybody know my name I'm number 1 I'm number 1 [Chorus] I'm number 1 in this bitch now they
a dumb broad nd i bet i culd fuck the world nd make it CUM hard Yeah, yuh boys is washed up nd im shitting on you like too girls in 1 cup Weezy Baby A