I was a movin' man in my younger days But I gone out of my ramblin' ways I left that road so far behind Now I know, oh babe I got mine, I got mine I
I know you want me I made it obvious that I want you too So put it on me Let's remove the space between me and you Now rock your body, oh Damn, I like
If I had it my way, this would be the first time that I made love And I would be the first girl that your hands touched But we've both done our share
[J. Cole - Chorus] Hey, one time hey, one time one time throw your hands to the sky tonight cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right
Usher, Usher, Usher (Yeah man) So we back in the club with the bodies rockin' from side to side Thank God the week is done, I feel like a zombie gone
We were picture perfect, flawless on the surface We were walking on a straight line We were automatic, you seemed so fanatic I was confident and wide
First time I met you I was dreaming Tight jeans, pink glasses So 80's fashion Dance in the street, nobody sees Green headband, socks up to your knees
Drop this Drop this Drop drop this this this this Drop this Drop this Drop drop this track He's a stereotype He's got the baseball cap And he's building
Usher (yeah man) So we back in the club With our bodies rockin' from side to side (side to side) Thank God the week is done I feel like a zombie gone
ULLA: Ven you got it, flaunt it Step right up and strut your stuff People tell you modesty's a virtue But in the theater modesty can hurt you Ven you
Sitting on my porch sippin' on Jim Beam Read the newspaper man, guess what I seen Shit bad enough to make a grown man scream And then I woke up, this
Made a wrong turn Once or twice Dug my way out Blood and fire Bad decisions That's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, missundaztood
Verse 1. I Feel Good, I Got Some Time Off Girl It's Been So Long, Did You Have Fun, Cause I'ma Need A Cab Just To Get Me Home, And Maybe You Can Call
I got the feeling Baby, baby I got the feeling You don't know what you do to me People are heavy, down in misery Hey, yeah, alright Hey, hey, good Lord
Ahh, ha ha ha I Got the Feeling Baby, I got the feeling You don't know what you do to me Keep my heart heavy And down with misery Hey! Alright! Good
I'm lookin' for one female That I can turn into a spoiled brat I wanna spoil you seven days a week I'll buy you Gucci and Prada And fly you all around
Got to have you and I don't know what I should do And I'm guessin' that you don't have a clue But I thinkin' that we would be cool Let's try it out, you
You think that you're so slick I got something for you Hold that thought you're old news Older than my old shoes Since you like to play games Grow up
