You - Nick Cannon

Broken glass everywhere

We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just don’t care

Girl, who you rollin to the club with

Girl, who you turnin all them bottles with

Girl, who you rollin on them dubs with

Girl, who you freakin in the tub with

Girl, Broken glass everywhere

We hit the 6 in the mornin like we just don’t care

Girl, who you tryna get smart with

Girl, who you rollin them eyes at

Girl, who your girl tryna holla at

Girl, who y’all leavin the club with

Yo shorty watchu wanna do

A stars up in front of you

All tall lookin wonderful

Carja I gotta few

I gotta few ounce up in Malibu

You would come back the same shade of them things thats around you

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 ain’t never seen a chick work it out like you

And I ain’t never seen a chick wear a blouse like you

And I ain’t never seen a chick wail out like you

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

So come uptown Malibu where the soups hot and blue

I wanna see you move and get a smile outta you

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 couse she like my necklace

But when I’m in town its bed and breakfast

I thought you 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 don’t get it to wreckless

Cause you could be the next chick on the checklist

Now I’m up in the V.I.P.

just thuggin it out

Flashin like a star you 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 your girls in the back but they ain’t tryna get nasty

They can get the tax if you ask me