Take It Off (feat. Lloyd And Nicki Minaj)

J. Holiday

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    Them girls like them bad boys,
    Them girls like them bad boys,
    I heard hem girls like them bad boys,

    [chorus lloyd]
    It's like shhhh,
    Be quiet,
    Coz your body talks louder when your silent,
    Got your eyes saying yes,
    Your mouth saying more,
    Girl you like what i do,
    Come and let me guide you,
    Whoa, so take it off yeah,
    Now take off,
    We take it off,
    Girl i'm about to break you off,

    First things first i wanna see you take them clothes off,
    Second, imma get it, got it, good till you doze off,
    Tapping on your should, round three when it goes down,
    You ain't gotta say a word,
    Zip it up, i'll zip you down,
    Quarter past one, bout to take her to the hide out,
    Take her to the bed,
    Going deep like a rider,
    We about to ride out,
    Imma bring the fight out,
    Llyod made weather girl,
    Imma put your lights out,

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    [chorus lloyd]

    [j. joliday]
    Come in hit back a lock,
    Let me massage your spot,
    Go lose your dress,
    Won't need to stop, no, stop, no,
    Listen shawty, shut up, sit back,
    And let me do my thing,
    I'm gonna touch ya,
    I'm gonna make you scream,
    Imma let you have it,
    Let me be you addict,
    So go and get it daddy,
    Say my name,
    All on that thing,
    Girl don't stop you thing,
    Let's fly away,
    Sincerely this is holiday,

    [chorus lloyd]

    [nicki minaj]
    You need a future daddy
    Give me my petter pan
    When i hit the club it will be me an my conceited friend
    Been signing autographs
    Since like a quarter past
    Im in the hallway, dont need no hall pass
    If i eat it then everybody gonna order that
    Everything i do these bitches wishin they'da thought of that
    Im a indian giver i want the quarter back
    If hip hop was dead ,bitch i just brought her back
    Take it to the off
    Ima take it take it off
    Ima take it to the club
    Then ima take it to the log
    Ima take it to my niggas , ima take it to the boss
    Ima giggle it giggle it
    Bakin soda soft
    Ima put it in ya face , ima pt it in ya braids
    The way i make it pop, you can put me in the space
    Make it rain as a ten thousand dollar day
    Poppin like champaign on a holiday

    [chorus lloyd]

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