Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Joburg, artist - B.o.B. Album song Psycadelik Thoughtz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.08.2015
Record label: Atlantic, Grand hustle, Rebel Rock
Song language: English
Joburg |
You’re all dressed up, and nowhere to be |
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps |
We’ve been dancing all night, dancing machine |
From the club to the floor, to your limousine |
Ooh-ooh-ooh |
I love all your nuances, I love all your nuances |
Forgive me if I’m too honest girl that booty humongous baby you must do lunges |
And up top two congas, girl you rarer than a blue comet |
I’ma, keep it a million like two commas |
I wanna beat it up like Ali, Muhammad |
Girl you’re too dope, you’re too chronic, you keep it two hundred |
Two piece, that’s two freaks, that’s two gins and two tonics |
Who run it, No Genre you dumby |
She love the whole crew so she payed the crew homage |
Smelling like new money, new money |
KL to Joburg we just played a few countries |
Get out your seat hit the floor put your groove on it girl |
You’re all dressed up, and nowhere to be |
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps |
We’ve been dancing all night, dancing machine |
From the club to the floor, to your limousine |
Ooh-ooh-ooh |
What you looking for? |
Party girl, you want it girl |
You run yo mouth, not hooking up |
And put it down we go see |
What you really bout? |
One time, hit you with it one time |
No strings attached but you tongue tied |
Give me my guitar g string imma strum |
She gon need a salon, |
Ay back it up, see the rum dry |
She gonna get deep like the dumb kind |
She brought a lil tree like bonsai |
She gon learn today, I’m the alumni |
Ay shes a drug that I’ve taken so much of |
So much of, I could barely get a buzz off a pub |
A puff ain’t enough, looking for a substance to touch |
Or a substance in this club |
Heat it up till you blush |
Feel the rush feel the rush |
Is it love is it lust? |
Ill be the judge |
Give ya body a rub |
You’re all dressed up, and nowhere to be |
Like beating drums, your heart never sleeps |
We’ve been dancing all night, dancing machine |
From the club to the floor, to your limousine |
Ooh-ooh-ooh |