after the jump. Let`s not think about tomorrow, tonight [Ludacris] Let`s make a short time off I, paid the cost ta' be the boss Im 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 (speaks french) conjour see we all just came to party picture perfect for the paps, just sit and when we get going in this club you goin' 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 demand to be alarmed, no Effort I just wanna make you look good, better than you always did, dont mean no harm (No) Hey baby girl, you`re a lustrous star, So let`s take a movie and play your part You`re looking ready, to rid 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 think about tomorrow, tonight Now we at my condo, All the way up on the top floor It`s time to learn a drink and see you do 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 continue this company going Don`t stop baby girl, you`re a lustrous star, So let`s take a film and turn your part You`re looking ready, to rid 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 mean 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 round In the sky like we simply don`t care Get the speakers loud as we can get 'emwith the deep and the treble to put the course 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 Draw up on a distaff and attack with it Got ass? Come back wit' it 'Cause you`re looking like a butter milk biscuit picture perfect for the paps just sit 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 be the moment let`s not remember about tomorrow, tonight
This path might be a remnant from Last Train To Paris. It was produced by The Runners, and Luda did the usual, FIRE! check it out! LYRICS/AUDIO
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