Bar Tap

作词:C. Cross,Troy Donald Jamerson,L. Conner

作曲:L. Conner,Troy Donald Jamerson,C. Cross

所属专辑:Desire

歌词

歌曲名 Bar Tap 歌手名 Pharoahe Monch

作词:none

作曲:C Cross+Troy Donald Jamerson+L Conner

Okay so boom like

I'm at the bar right I'm at the club

I'm chillin' at the bar

I got my drink you know

I drink my Grey Goose

So I turn around

with my drink in my hand

Shorty all over me you know

what I'm sayin'

Everybody lookin at my face like

Yo what you gonna do

you know what I'm sayin

So I'm like yeah I'm lookin at her and like

Wooo let me adjust myself

She making it hard I don't trust myself

But you throwin it back

I might bust right here

You dancing like

you're really tryin' to f*ck right here

If you don't feel that roll of quarters

Move that bubble back

whole at boarder

And if you turn around and bend

I will show you one and again

She said who you know how

You get a nine in the club

I said that's not a nine ma

That's merely a eight

But if I buy you drink could

We go out on a date

Cause you sound like you

Wasn't born inside the empire state

She said I'm not from here

It's hot in here but you're popular

So I'm not secure

Everywhere she was

walking dudes was stoppin' her

The smoke was irritating to her occular

I said your contacts

She said huh

Give me your contact

I'm going to the bathroom

Can you buy me a cognac

Okay okay

Ooh ooh you sexy

Baby won't you let me

Baby oohh

Show some secret thangs to you

Ooh ooh you sexy

Baby won't you let me

Baby oohh

All the things you want me to

I got you hennessy n coke

But shoulda got a diet cause if

You watching your calories

Now where's my hospitality

And if I got it straight shiet

What if it's straight

Cause after a couple

of those you start to relate

She dancin' better than savion

Workin' her lady charm

Battin' her eyelashes

finaglin' her baby arm

And all up in my space next day

I'm on her myspace top eight

We contemplatin' a hot date

Got poolside flicks for the cool fly blogs

With the rules I kicked

about the yuletide logs

She like low cut jeans

with the real high clogs

And dig music so much she got two iPods

I'm tryin' to make it to third base like A-rod

Throw a couple of guinness stout back

just to stay case to say

Now let's just say

I'm tryin' to get horizontal

like yesterday she say

Ooh ooh you sexy

Baby won't you let me

Baby oohh

Show some secret thangs to you

Ooh ooh you sexy

Baby won't you let me

Baby oohh

All the things you want me to

All the things you want me to

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