Letra de Rock Bottom - T-Pain
Letra de canci�n de Rock Bottom de T-Pain lyrics
Shawty! Yeah yeah [3X]
Shawty! Hey!
[Chorus:]
Uh-huh, it's like a sin on top of a sin what I'd do to you
Uh-huh, over again and over again, you ain't gotta move
Uh-huh, and when you look into my eyes I got to go harder
Uh-huh, and when you climb on top of me I hit rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, hey!
She got me thinkin (she got me thinkin) 'bout what I got (got)
She hop in the Lincoln (in the Lincoln) we hit my spot (we hit my spot)
I got her drinkin (got her drinkin) she gettin hot (hot)
She want me on bottom, bottom, bottom
She saw my pinky (saw my pinky) that big ol' rock (rock)
That bitch is bling-blingin (bling-blingin) non-stop (stop)
And now she gettin kinky (gettin kinky) she want the top (top)
That means I'm on bottom, bottom, bottom
She be goin down and she come back up (up)
Girl stop messin with me! (with me!)
Take your clothes off, baby take a load off (off)
I'ma tell you what's it's gon' be! (gon' be!)
All kinds of touchin and rubbin, some of the lovin that you never had (never had)
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So let me get a rubber out this Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
We gon' do somethin that make your daddy mad (mad)
Now baby put your hands up and say YEAH!
[Chorus]
We hit the city (we hit the city) we in my drop (drop)
The DJ wicky-wicky (wicky-wicky) she gettin hot (hot)
She dancin by the speaker (by the speaker) that booty pop (pop)
She feelin that bottom, bottom, bottom
I'm gettin jiggy (gettin jiggy) I cut a rug (rug)
Niggaz give me daps (daps) bitches give me hugs (they give me hugs)
She got me thinkin (got me thinkin) I'm in love (love)
In love with that bottom, bottom, bottom!
Left cheek, right cheek, make that (Booty Wurk) (work)
Shawty I ain't playin with you! (you!)
And then you go dutty wind, dutty wind, all dem go berserk
You know exactly what we gon' do
All kinds of touchin and rubbin, some of the lovin that you never had (never had)
So let me get a rubber out this Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
We gon' do somethin that make your daddy mad (mad)
Now baby put your hands up and say YEAH!
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
Shawty! Hey!
[Chorus:]
Uh-huh, it's like a sin on top of a sin what I'd do to you
Uh-huh, over again and over again, you ain't gotta move
Uh-huh, and when you look into my eyes I got to go harder
Uh-huh, and when you climb on top of me I hit rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, rock bottom
She can't leave me alooooone, hey!
She got me thinkin (she got me thinkin) 'bout what I got (got)
She hop in the Lincoln (in the Lincoln) we hit my spot (we hit my spot)
I got her drinkin (got her drinkin) she gettin hot (hot)
She want me on bottom, bottom, bottom
She saw my pinky (saw my pinky) that big ol' rock (rock)
That bitch is bling-blingin (bling-blingin) non-stop (stop)
And now she gettin kinky (gettin kinky) she want the top (top)
That means I'm on bottom, bottom, bottom
She be goin down and she come back up (up)
Girl stop messin with me! (with me!)
Take your clothes off, baby take a load off (off)
I'ma tell you what's it's gon' be! (gon' be!)
All kinds of touchin and rubbin, some of the lovin that you never had (never had)
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/rock-bottom-t-pain.php
So let me get a rubber out this Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
We gon' do somethin that make your daddy mad (mad)
Now baby put your hands up and say YEAH!
[Chorus]
We hit the city (we hit the city) we in my drop (drop)
The DJ wicky-wicky (wicky-wicky) she gettin hot (hot)
She dancin by the speaker (by the speaker) that booty pop (pop)
She feelin that bottom, bottom, bottom
I'm gettin jiggy (gettin jiggy) I cut a rug (rug)
Niggaz give me daps (daps) bitches give me hugs (they give me hugs)
She got me thinkin (got me thinkin) I'm in love (love)
In love with that bottom, bottom, bottom!
Left cheek, right cheek, make that (Booty Wurk) (work)
Shawty I ain't playin with you! (you!)
And then you go dutty wind, dutty wind, all dem go berserk
You know exactly what we gon' do
All kinds of touchin and rubbin, some of the lovin that you never had (never had)
So let me get a rubber out this Gucci bag (Gucci bag)
We gon' do somethin that make your daddy mad (mad)
Now baby put your hands up and say YEAH!
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
