Uh
Brenton
Yeah
BRVO
Yeah
(Chorus)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 1)
I hit the scene I be with the team
Cleaner than a b**** shorties staring
Love my presence like December 25th
DJ shouting out my name
Like nobody else exist
Then the bottles start coming
So I guess we getting lit
From the center of the floor
I see this chick with her man
He was all up in her ear
Screaming, waving his hands
See her eyes roll
I could tell she was tired
Besides she was dressed fly
And he ain't match her attire
A real bum type
Heineken drinking, the low-fund Type
Takes her out twice a year
But no fun type
So when he storms off
I approach her from the rear
Tap her on the shoulder
And get closer to her ear
Tell her my name
And that she'd look so good over here
We got D'usee and Ace and rose
Over here and if you like to smoke
We got that purple over here
Saying I can upgrade you
Cause yo man
He don't care
(Chorus 2)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 2)
She looks intrigued
Said she peeped my set
Her man can't f*** with me
I said that's true
What you tryna do
You should come with me
I grab her hand
And we make our way
Back to my squad
Now here comes her man
Tryna act all hard
Bouncers won't let him pass
He's trying to fight
Cause he knows he's about to lose
The best thing in his life
She looks back second guessing
Cause her mans out there stressing
Got this opportunity
You should not block ya blessings
That's a fact
Pour her a drink
She start sipping it slow
Inhibitions start fading
And I pull her in close
I do my dance
She impressed
Spin her round
Chest to chest
She start losing all control
Got her kissing on my neck
Said you f****** with the best
that's my status right
I picked you cause tonight
You the baddest right
That's when I palm her ass
And tell her the plan
Like baby you with me
And tonight I'm saying
(Chorus 3)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
Nah Mean?
It be like that sometimes, ya know?
You gotta know not to
F*** up a good thing.
Because if you do,
There's just another dude like myself,
Who's gonna take your place
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English
Uh
Brenton
Yeah
BRVO
Yeah
(Chorus)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 1)
I hit the scene I be with the team
Cleaner than a b**** shorties staring
Love my presence like December 25th
DJ shouting out my name
Like nobody else exist
Then the bottles start coming
So I guess we getting lit
From the center of the floor
I see this chick with her man
He was all up in her ear
Screaming, waving his hands
See her eyes roll
I could tell she was tired
Besides she was dressed fly
And he ain't match her attire
A real bum type
Heineken drinking, the low-fund Type
Takes her out twice a year
But no fun type
So when he storms off
I approach her from the rear
Tap her on the shoulder
And get closer to her ear
Tell her my name
And that she'd look so good over here
We got D'usee and Ace and rose
Over here and if you like to smoke
We got that purple over here
Saying I can upgrade you
Cause yo man
He don't care
(Chorus 2)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 2)
She looks intrigued
Said she peeped my set
Her man can't f*** with me
I said that's true
What you tryna do
You should come with me
I grab her hand
And we make our way
Back to my squad
Now here comes her man
Tryna act all hard
Bouncers won't let him pass
He's trying to fight
Cause he knows he's about to lose
The best thing in his life
She looks back second guessing
Cause her mans out there stressing
Got this opportunity
You should not block ya blessings
That's a fact
Pour her a drink
She start sipping it slow
Inhibitions start fading
And I pull her in close
I do my dance
She impressed
Spin her round
Chest to chest
She start losing all control
Got her kissing on my neck
Said you f****** with the best
that's my status right
I picked you cause tonight
You the baddest right
That's when I palm her ass
And tell her the plan
Like baby you with me
And tonight I'm saying
(Chorus 3)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
Nah Mean?
It be like that sometimes, ya know?
You gotta know not to
F*** up a good thing.
Because if you do,
There's just another dude like myself,
Who's gonna take your place
Brenton
Yeah
BRVO
Yeah
(Chorus)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 1)
I hit the scene I be with the team
Cleaner than a b**** shorties staring
Love my presence like December 25th
DJ shouting out my name
Like nobody else exist
Then the bottles start coming
So I guess we getting lit
From the center of the floor
I see this chick with her man
He was all up in her ear
Screaming, waving his hands
See her eyes roll
I could tell she was tired
Besides she was dressed fly
And he ain't match her attire
A real bum type
Heineken drinking, the low-fund Type
Takes her out twice a year
But no fun type
So when he storms off
I approach her from the rear
Tap her on the shoulder
And get closer to her ear
Tell her my name
And that she'd look so good over here
We got D'usee and Ace and rose
Over here and if you like to smoke
We got that purple over here
Saying I can upgrade you
Cause yo man
He don't care
(Chorus 2)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
(Verse 2)
She looks intrigued
Said she peeped my set
Her man can't f*** with me
I said that's true
What you tryna do
You should come with me
I grab her hand
And we make our way
Back to my squad
Now here comes her man
Tryna act all hard
Bouncers won't let him pass
He's trying to fight
Cause he knows he's about to lose
The best thing in his life
She looks back second guessing
Cause her mans out there stressing
Got this opportunity
You should not block ya blessings
That's a fact
Pour her a drink
She start sipping it slow
Inhibitions start fading
And I pull her in close
I do my dance
She impressed
Spin her round
Chest to chest
She start losing all control
Got her kissing on my neck
Said you f****** with the best
that's my status right
I picked you cause tonight
You the baddest right
That's when I palm her ass
And tell her the plan
Like baby you with me
And tonight I'm saying
(Chorus 3)
F*** yo' man
Girl I wanna dance
Know you wanna piece
A** phat with some pretty skin
That s*** I like to see
Girl you cute
We can bust a move
I know you wanna leave
Hit the Telly or the crib
We can kick it on the beach
Nah Mean?
It be like that sometimes, ya know?
You gotta know not to
F*** up a good thing.
Because if you do,
There's just another dude like myself,
Who's gonna take your place
Writer: BRENTON BROWN
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave