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[Nick Cannon]

Yo lets do this for the grown folks



[Chorus]

Broken glass everywhere

We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just dont care

Girl who u rollin to the club with{you

Girl who u turnin all them bottles with{you

Girl who u rollin on them dubs with{you

Girl who u freakin in the tub with{you

Broken glass everywhere

We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just dont care

Girl who u tryna get smart with{you

Girl who u rollin them eyes at{you

Girl who ur girl tryna holla at{you

Girl who y'all leavin the club with{you



[Verse 1]

Yo shorty watchu wanna do

A stars up in front of u

All tall lookin wonderful

Carja I gotta few

I gotta few ounce up in Malibu

U would come back the same shade of them things thats around u

All up in the club with thugs like we bad

Addicted to them chicks should be up in rehab

And the ice got em stuck freeze tag

Yo man the myth the Nick Cannon he's bad

But I aint never seen a chick work it out like u

And I aint never seen a chick wear a blouse like u

And I aint never seen a chick wail out like u

The way u pop it drop it mama I think I like u

So come uptown Malibu where the soups hot and blue

I wanna see u move and get a smile outta u



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

All up into woman keep layin next to me

Cannon the kid that make skinny sexy

Sexes hefty and ma's with lefty

Saw a puerto rican mami and she wanna bless me

A chick named Leslie others connected me

He gave her the two-way and she keep on textin me

Im from Texas named Lexas 

Shorty only want me cuz she like my necklace

But when Im in town its bed and breakfast

I thought u knew theres a few on my checklist

Girl in the photo-booth with a gold tooth

Danes the truth said her name was Ruth

So I pondered to what she often do

Says she like Proton Boots and Ajam Maju

Respect this dont get it to wreckless

Cuz u could be the next chick on the checklist



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Now Im up in the V.I.P. just thuggin it out

Flashin like a star u know shinin her mouth

The boys over there tryna figure me out

If they call security they gon get a kick in the mouth

Got hundreds in my hair Jacob on the other

Party's almost over but we can hit another

Tell the Valley to pull up the truck

Shorty such-n-such lets keep in touch

Saw the sun comin up hit the beach or what?

We can eat some brunch mama get in the front

Got ur girls in the back but they aint tryna get nasty

They can get the tax if u ask me



[Chorus]





[Thanks to babyice13@cox.net for these lyrics]