[Ludacris]
Let's have a short time off I,
Paid the cost ta' be the boss I'm fine
Your work, your bills, I'ma get them all off your mind
Let me get 'em, and hit 'em up with the rhythm,
Put them right where you need them,
then I'ma blow your brain
Diddy got the cure for the enemies,
And The Runners is the gunners, so my flow go BANG
I'm on the final train to Paris,
Lil Jerome, Bonjour
Donne-moi des bouteilles de Conjure (Gimme bottles of Conjure)
see we all just came to party
picture perfect for the paps, just pose
and when we get going in this club
you gon' start comin' off them clothes
[Diddy]
My cup is half full
I'm sipping on Ciroc and Red Bull,
(Come on)
I'm feeling amplified,
Somebody's girl is goin' get fucked tonight
(Tonight)
See I just grab her arm,
Hey pretty girl, no motive to be alarmed, no
Cause I just wanna make you look good,
better than you always did, don't mean no harm
(No)
Hey baby girl, you're a lustrous star,
So let's take a picture and work your part
You're looking ready, to loose your soul
So come home with me, let's lose control
[Chorus]
Oh, let's not mean about tomorrow, tonight
Just be the moment
Oh, let's not mean about tomorrow, tonight
(So what's the book up? Scared, scared? c'mon)
Now we at my condo,
All the way up on the top floor
It's time to make a toast
and see you get in out them clothes
Girl you're smoking?
You got me high, tell me, is your rollin'?
I can get you whatever you need,
Tell me what is gonna have to prevent this company going
Don't stop
Baby girl, you're a lustrous star,
So let's take a picture and work your part
You're looking ready, to loose your soul
So come home with me, let's lose control
[Chorus]
Oh, let's not mean about tomorrow, tonight
Just be the moment
Let's not remember about tomorrow, tonight
Just be the moment
Let's not remember about tomorrow, tonight
Just be the moment
Let's not remember about tomorrow, tonight
[Ludacris]
Hold up, pour it up, throw it up, roll it up in the papers
And the put your swishes in the air
Put your drinks up, and we goin' wave 'em all around
In the sky like we simply don't care
Get the speakers loud as we can get 'em with the deep and the Treble to put the cross on smash
Turn me up in the headphones, these women ready for lift off so Put my part on blast!
Mags, we strapped with it
Cash, stacked with it
Pull up on a distaff and round with it
Got ass? Come back wit' it
'Cause you're looking like a butter milk biscuit
Picture perfect for the paps just pose
And when we get going in this club
You go start coming out the clothes
[Chorus]
Oh, let's not mean about tomorrow, tonight
Just know in the moment
let's not remember about tomorrow, tonight
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