Owww, I need cash for my kitty cat + (Tony Yayo) (Yeah, yeah) Yeah (G-UNIT!!) My Polo on (check) my Dolce on (check) It's my crew and Polow Da Don I get that kitty ma (yeah!) I get that cash boo Shake that kitty girl, shake that ass hoe!

We used to dance until we dieLost in the presentGive me the strength to stay and fightTime is a weaponThere's a war outside we're livin' inNo surrendering nowWe used to dance until we dieFee-ee-eeeeelFee-ee-eeeeelI feel it deep in my bonesThrough oceans

Ow, ow, oww That's it rough, soft, turn me around How does it feel Yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh After tonight, tonight, tonight I'm a be your favorite (oh yeah) All night, all night, all night, all night I'm a be the one chasin'

But it ain't for you to know I'm to myself like the usual I'm tryna know what the future holds I'm thinkin' clear never losin' hope Nothing's ever promised, tomorrow or today From the Bay Like 40 & Dre But it ain't for you to knoww Sometimes I gotta be

Talk to me nicely, oww 'Cause you control my vices I just wanna fuck you on your night shift Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift All day, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to

Love your daddy all night long Girl, I'm in love with you so Turn your lamp down low Please, baby, come on Baby, please, come on Woo, well, don't you know, baby? Child, don't you know, baby? Oww, don't you know, baby? Little girl, little girl, don't you

Well, I rolled and I tumbled, Cried the whole night long. Well, I told my baby, Before I left that town. Owww, oww ooo, aww, oww, oh. Well, if the river was whiskey, And I was a divin' duck. Well, I could a had a religion, This bad old thing instead.

Hey we break out the fiddle, stay up all night. Oww we jump in the river, get your skinny dip on, Give the jar a little twist, let you take a little sip, End the night with a kiss, we do it like this! Ahh u ain't nothing but a heart breaker, Ain't got no

I can make it bounce by myself 3 chainz, owww Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards And skate off after, engage in laughter ‘bout what just happened Fingers and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic? Catch you in traffic, you