IRC-Galleria

Ooh! Looks like another club banger.They better hang on.When I throw this thang on.Get a little drink on. They goin' flip.For this Akon shit. You can bank on it.Pedicure, manicure, kitty cat claws.The way she slimbs up and down them poles.Lookin' like one of them Pussy Cat Dolls.Tryna hold my woody back through my drawers.Steps off stage, didn't think I saw her.Creeps up behind me and she's like, you're -I'm like, yeah I know, let's cut to the chase.No time to waste. Back to my place.Plus from the club to the crib's like a mile away.Or more like a palace, shall I say.And plus I got a pal. Every gal is game.In fact he's the one singing the song that's playing!

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, 'till you get sore
smack that, oooh.