(Chorus) this is my song, fa real, no doubt said tha dj's makin me feel thugged out as i walked you to tha dance floor baby getcha dance on put your arms around me im feelin on your booty
hey pretty mama how ya doin said im just in town for the weekend lookin for a lil trouble 2 get into baby tell me what u drinkin and i got u
playas wanna play ballas wanna ball rollas wanna roll (but im takin all)
Chorus x2
now your body's got me feelin like spendin with a back room i could come to live in and your hair weaves lookin kinda perty the way you back it up on me baby, God have mercy
Playas wanna play Ballas wanna ball (Ballas wanna ball) Rollas wanna roll (but im takin all after i dance)
Chorus x2
If its your birthday, then put your hands up You wanna get drunk, then put your hands up And if you got some cash, then put your hands up And your own job, put your hands up (playas wanna play)
Playas wanna play Ballas wanna ball (Ballas wanna ball) Rollas wanna roll (feel so good, say it again)
Playas wanna play Ballas wanna ball (Ballas wanna ball) Rollas wanna roll (but im takin all after i dance)
Chorus x5 and fade
Compositor: Robert KellyEditor: Universal Music Z Songs (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #22613035 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM