akon - i wanna punch you lyrics
konvict, konvict muzik
and you know we up front
i see you windin’ and grindin’ up on that pole
i know you see me lookin’ at you and you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know, girl
money in the air as mo’ fell
grab you by your coattail, take you to the motel, ho sale
don’t tell, won’t tell
baby say, “i don’t talk dogg” but she told on me, oh well
take a picture with me, what the flick gon’ do
baby, stick to me and i’ma stick on you
if you pick me, then i’ma pick on you
d o double g and i’m here to put this d-ck on you
i’m stuck on p-ssy and yours is right
rip ridin’ the poles and them doors is tight
and i’ma get me a shot for the end of the night
‘cuz p-ssy is p-ssy and baby, your p-ssy for life
i see you windin’ and grindin’ up on that pole
i know you see me lookin’ at you and you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know, girl
shorty, i can see, you ain’t lonely
handful of n-gg-z and they all got cheese
so you lookin’ at me now, what it’s gon’ be?
just another tease far as i can see
tryin’ to get you up out this club
if it means spendin’ a couple dubs
throwin’ ’bout thirty stacks in the back
make it rain like that ‘cuz i’m far from a scrub
and you know my pedigree
ex-dealer use to move ‘phetamines
girl, i spend money like it don’t mean nothin’
and besides, i got a thing for you
i see you windin’ and grindin’ up on that pole
i know you see me lookin’ at you and you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know
i wanna f-ck you, you already know, girl
mobbin’ through the club in the low pressin’
i’m sittin’ in the back in the smokers section
bird’s eye, i got a clear view
you can’t see me but i can see you
it’s cool, we jet, the mood is set, your p-ssy is wet
you rubbin’ your back and touchin’ your neck
your body is movin’, you’re humpin’ and jumpin’
your t-tties is bouncin’, you smilin’
and grinin’ and lookin’ at me
girl and while you’re lookin’ at me
i’m ready to hit the caddy right up on the patio
move the patty to the caddy
baby, you got a fatty, the type i like to marry
wantin’ to just give you everything and that’s kind of scary
‘cuz i’m lovin’ the way you shake your -ss
bouncin’, got me tippin’ my gl-ss
lil’ mully don’t get caught up too fast
but i got a thing for you
i see you windin’ and grindin’ up on that pole
i know you see me lookin’ at you and you already know
i wanna f-ck you (f-ck you, f-ck you…)
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