J.S. Bach: Christmas Oratorio, BWV 248 / Part Five - For the 1st Sunday in the New Year - No. 46 Choral: "Dein Glanz all Finsternis verzehrt"

歌詞

Its about 1:51 in the club and straight packin With a five double-o playa playa who you back in You lackin - I'm all up in the club gettin' action With a ugh full of hoes I'm smellin' like a sack and You got my attention with your hips and thighs Make a pimp reach his peak With your hips and eyes Girl you know what you do to me Explain a monkey Cause' you actin' like you twenty-three Pass the hennessy Ballin' like you true to sin Now we all in the clubs that you be in Like BBD Do me in If that's the case Doin' head and slang off in my face And pump that ass This club track freek to the bass Hold it down till' we drop it Roll it, give it what you got, ugh Robbin' on my body baby till' you hit the spot, huh Dippin' big names baby roll it till' it get a wash Chorus x1 (Danny Boy) In this baby (In this baby) Why you wanna rub on me (Why you wanna rub on me) You lookin' at my Rolex Touchin' on my diamond ring You all at the club girl (Club girl) Shine up on a monkey on me (Puttin' them monkey on me) Don't try to get personal Why you want to hate on me... Why you want to hate on me Oooh.... See some hinney flip a penny Why you faking the funk Heads or Tails Anyway though you got bass in your trunk All the playas up on the side Come and smoke with me He live when he step rep with Kenny's Come and choke with me From poor man To rich man Rich man back to poor man All of us can party Livin' in this low land Ain't no favortism on this side of town What you do is bring your mob Bring it on or get down Better yet lay on back in your steady b-low Keep it real Buddy fats and why flexin' this close Even though we came to party Can't say ride, say ride In the end we fell like Biggie Now nauzea twa In the club off in the corner, pretty girl no style We can dip with no protection in the back of the car Bump and grind Who's left in line and this all because Playas we ball because It's goin' and it's on in the club Chorus x1 Don't take it personal oooh... I got a taste for some hennessy But like they said Now alazey put that man in me Now it's on from ten to three at the club tonight If you ain't grubbin' right You better be hookin' tight Who got a dubb to light You take a puff and you pass it nigga Wipe the dust off your truck And you pass the liquor Seven digits, figure what's the way to get picture (Diamond shinin' up my watch) And it's known to get you Picture me and you in the club actin' bad Pushin' in my love And we doin for the cab Bend it over Give a nigga flashbacks I'm about to test the pain Cause' you want me to tags at And where you friends at Baby don't worry get it low in a hurry Cause' when we finish this party You gone tell a whole story about who Me and you what didn't did do For your whole crew knew (??) I went through fool Chorus x1 (Danny Boy) Say ra, Say ra Manaj eh twa In the back of my car Goodness baby x3