Bitches, check your baggage at the door
Don't wanna hear that shit no more
Won't scratch your itch
Won't mend and stitch
Your problems
Yours problems disappear starting now
Meld to the crowd
Get loud, baby
Right now.
Please to meet you, pass me the bottle
Crank that shit and pass me a model
Don't care none
None don't care
Don't groan to me
Just moan to me
Hate when you tell me what's wrong
What's fair
Cocaine's my Gain
Sniff, Sniff Hooray!
Relax, take a hit
Let your body just sway
Day
Goes to night
Night never ends
Shortie lemme' see how
you grind and you bend.
Mmm, damn girl
Love your moves
Love your hips when you move so smooth
Get back into position
Listen to me say
Babe I could stare at those eyes all day
Check your baggage at the door
If you wanna be adored
Never get ignored
Check your baggage at the door
And relax.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Check your baggage
Posted by The Littlest Liv at 5:33 PM
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