workin' like a dog fo de boss man (whoa)
workin' for de company (whoa-yeah)
bettin' on the dice I'm tossin' (whoa)
I'm gonna have a fantasy (whoa-yeah)
where am I gonna look?
they tell me that love is blind
I really need a girl like an open book
to read between the lines
love in an elevator
livin' it up when I'm going down
love in an elevator
lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground
Jackie's in the elevator (whoa)
lingerie second floor (whoa yeah)
she said can I see you later (whoa)
and love you just a little more (whoa yeah)
I kinda hope we get stuck
nobody gets out alive
she said I'll show you how to fax in the mailroom honey
and have you home by five
love in an elevator
livin' it up when I'm going down
love in an elevator
lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground
in the air, in the air
honey one more time now it ain't fair
love in an elevator
lovin' it up when i'm going down
love in an
elevator
going down
love in an elevator
livin it up when im goin down
love in an elevator
lovin it up when i hit the ground
gonna be a penthouse pauper
gonna be a millionaire
gonna be a real fast talker
and have me a love affair
gotta get my timing right
it's a test that I got to pass
I'll chase you all the way to the stairway honey
kiss your sassafrass
love in an elevator
lovin it up when im goin down
love in an elevator
livin it up til i hit the ground
do you care? do you care?
honey one more time now it ain't fair
love in an elevator
livin it up when im going down(feat. Lil Wayne)
[Intro:]
Ah no the fights out
somebody's about to get their lights knocked out
A little opera for ya
Capricorn, Cash Money, Nivea, Jive/ Miss Nivea
[Chorus:]
Front with me like you's a real baller
And I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken trying to make me jealous
And I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty cause I'm hanging out
Girl I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words coming out your mouth
Boy I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya.
[Verse 1:]
ATL where them pimps, ballers and the hustlers swell
I met a fly guy then we switched the cells
Under the influence so I can hardly tell
If he was the one for me
Popy doing this, popy doing that
Big thangs under the Cadillac
I'm tight, thoroughbred, spread it like butter
Walk threw the club ni**as be like what tha
Shorty throwing money at me like he's a pitcher
Maybe on the weekend or something I get witcha
We did the damn thang and you was all crazy
Now you want to pull me up like I'm your lady.
[Chorus:]
Front with me like you's a real baller
And I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
With that other chicken trying to make me jealous
And I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
Getting all salty cause I'm hanging out
Girl I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya
All them loud words coming out your mouth
Boy I be like Yeah...Ya,Ya,Ya.
[Verse 2:]
Hey ladies, what's the word?
Some of these cats got a lot of nerve
Trying to run game, but I'm about to serve
Gotta have dough cause I love to splurge. Gucci and Fendi
Come scoop me up on your motorcycle
Once we get alone then you can rock the result
And if you promise to treat me right
Boy i guarantee I keep this thing locked tight
You thugged out with a lot of loot
Sweetheart I'm so proud of you
But I'm not going you break the rules
What you did to get it, you need to do to keep it.
[Chorus:]
Front with me like you's