Convict Up front I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oooh. Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore, Smack that, oooh. Shortie if you wanna ride You can ride on me You can bump heads And collide on me Want beef damn right Can rely on me To ring the Campbell like Naomi Just do that girl And take it on easy Take it all oiled up And all greasy 'Bout that time You start that teasin' Way that you droppin' Got me cheesin' But for me you takin' all my money for real I'd rather spend it on you right now Than my homies bail And I can see that's what you made for And ain't never been no lame ho But that booty bought and paid for One move to you on my payroll I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oooh. Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore, Smack that, oooh. I love when you do it girl Move to it like you used to it Drop it down I wanna put my thing to it To the crib we go Go fast and slow Make it turn like a stripper Slide down my pole Shortie ass so slow Got you boiled like whoa One night with me She wanna marry Stat Quo But I'm like no Let's keep it on the low On occasion let me come through And tap that hole Make it lose control All the girls know That I hit it right at night I'm a pro I only come round to get sexual And she flexible And I'm sexual I might stay around for a longer time Only if only if she can blow my mind I can hurt that murk that work that spine Now she in love and wants to be mine Stat Quo I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oooh. Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore, Smack that, oooh. Bobby Creek - you know what I'm saying The ice in the watch Reflects the light to her The money quite green And the ice like blue The swag might kill her So I say goodnight to her She don't want me to leave I can see right through her So we dip out Burn one trip back Get low like Caribbean Limbo then go Out like light Baby girl get right Head so slow my hat don't fit right We cruise in the car Or we could take flight The middle of the night Make your body ache like Mike Vick against the Eagles Call myself a king Cause I'm regal To be this hot is not legal But we don't care Listen baby it's a fact That If you drop back I'm a quarterback sack that We can go deep And I can shark attack that Say you don't remember where the keys And your hat at? I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oooh. Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore, Smack that, oooh. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore Smack that, oooh. Smack that, all on the floor, Smack that, give me some more, Smack that, 'til you get sore, Smack that, oooh.