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It's Your Night featuring Sin
Timbaland
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C'mon
Ahh
C'mon
Ahh
Bounce a little what
C'mon
Yeah
Huh
You didn't think I was comin' like that did you
Woo
C'mon
From the corner to the dice where we rollin' at
For all my homies gettin' nice off that cognac
To ghetto chicks who appreciate the Cadillac
When it flip to the normal color like Mike was back
Nike hats, slightly above your nose and neck
Chucks and slacks separated from Gores and TECs
Chicks in packs, please let your weave relax
I'm so gangsta with this rap bouncers hold me back
Hey G, I feel you black
But let me get up in this club and show you how I act
I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls
I'm a fool when it comes to this party world
Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me
I was the one that gave you Hey Papi
I'm like 2Pac, All Eyez On Me
Got niggas messed up in the industry but it's okay
It's your night, no need to act uptight
Go on and grab somebody, go on and grab somebody
And be real (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Do what you feel (A-just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Must be the first of the month
Mag' get up on the track and I'm rappin' drunk
Y'all wanna battle we can spit for days
Nut up sixteen bars like mayonnaise
Swisher in my mouth, shower cap on my dome
Ain't in the studio, lil' shorty I'm home
Pass the phone, I'mma call all VA
Tell Sin, call Brooklyn, bring some Alize
Got in the game like what, it's over man
I spit vodka, ain't sober man
I'm a bigga guy need extra pay
Give me a bed so I can lay in my Escalade
She can be black, Puerto Rican or Dominican
Room 219, I don't care send her in
I'm a jiggy guy, ride one plus the five
Make it a six, big bad son of a bitch
It's your night, no need to act uptight
Go on and grab somebody, go on and grab somebody
And be real (And just dance a bit, a-just dance a bit)
Do what you feel (And just dance a bit, c'mon y'all just dance a bit)
It's your night, no need to act uptight
Go on and grab somebody, go on and grab somebody
And be real (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Do what you feel (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Little country
Sin got the Alize from home
Give me Lifestyles, put 'em on my jimmy it's on
And peep out my manuscript
Mag and Tim party hoes so you gots to strip
And I ain't playin' games when I harden
Leave Mag' hangin' hard suit with Christopher Darden
I take about a hour to bust
Chickens wanna get with Mag' so they makin' a fuss
Told 'em simmer down you're next
Take my headphones listen to Funkmaster Flex
I be about a minute or less
Stop sittin' clothes on, take off your dress
It's your night, no need to act uptight
Go on and grab somebody, go on and grab somebody
And be real (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Do what you feel (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
It's your night, no need to act uptight
Go on and grab somebody, go on and grab somebody
And be real (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
Do what you feel (And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)
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Yeah
C'mon and just dance a bit
Ahh
And just dance a bit
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Ahh
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