Timbaland - Show Dat Bra lyrics
rate me(Feat. Bran Nu & Attitude)
Yeah, she is hot, she got class and a lot of ass
It’s hypnotic to spend the Cush…
If we could blow it all, baby help me…
Yeah, you can bring your friends, I’mma…
I ain’t talking… but I’m trying to try ‘em all
Looking for the right fit like I’m in the…
Like you… with the long…
Saying momma you got it all, I love that!
Don’t go falling in love, baby I’mma..
Hit it from the back on the floor, you’re my…
You got a couple friends with you, I wish you had more!
..get it in my condo
I make that ass….
Chorus:
Blow up that cash, blow up that…
Baby I know you’re hot,
Go show dat bra!
With that plan let’s have a lot of fun
Cause your boy, he knows how to party
Don’t worry about your Gucci, you gonna take it off
Don’t worry about your Louis, you gonna take it off
I’mma get you girls a cab, you get in my car cause I’m gonna do both!
I ain’t trying to get in your car and party hard
I’m a stylist, get it straight before you started off!
Hands off .. give me the keys to the loft
Put a ring on it before I take it off!
Cause in the game I’ve been the boss
And now you can keep it popping just like my lip gloss
I’m here to floss, I’m here to set it off
And I’ll be happy you whipping down like a…
And all I rock, ain’t all I got on
Ain’t really care what you got unless you got a yacht.
..hit the spot, and make me so hot…
And I’m the green… and you can catch me in the top…
And you might see me in the…
Chorus:
Blow up that cash, blow up that…
Baby I know you’re hot,
Go show dat bra!
With that plan let’s have a lot of fun
Cause your boy, he knows how to party
Don’t worry about your Gucci, you gonna take it off
Don’t worry about your Louis, you gonna take it off
I’mma get you girls a cab, you get in my car cause I’m gonna do both!
She anticipated, she want it, and she want it bad
I contemplated how to make it happen quick and fast
Timbaland don’t worry now, I know you hear my song
And so tonight is going down, I’m trying to see your thongs
Lil momma nice and… she know that I’m the shit
She knows that… she coming with
One, two, three, four five, six, seven, eight …
…I can get it!
I’m a freak hoping that you a freak too
What girl ain’t seen enough I need to
Take off that Gucci and the Louis, no you’re not a groupie
..take it, we can make a movie!
I know you like it, don’t you?
She need a bodyguard
She look delicious, everybody part
I look hard! Hey listen baby, I ain’t trying to bring nobody hard
But it’s the end of the night is gonna … party start
Chorus:
Blow up that cash, blow up that…
Baby I know you’re hot,
Go show dat bra!
With that plan let’s have a lot of fun
Cause your boy, he knows how to party
Don’t worry about your Gucci, you gonna take it off
Don’t worry about your Louis, you gonna take it off
I’mma get you girls a cab, you get in my car cause I’m gonna do both!
