| Five o’clock, but I stopped at 4:59
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| Twist a J of some hay, got a car from Sleepy Brown (Brown)
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| See it’s going down downtown at the lounge
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| It’s definitely crowded with that happy hour crowd
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| Drinks for a dollar, everybody buzzin' cousin
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| Spitting like a major league pitcher trying to cut something
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| Only throwing balls, no strikes for tonight
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| So walk into the Chevy for some heavy petting let’s ride!
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| To my underground bungalow, approach the mound
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| Baby I’m the head coach now, wow! |
| baby need a cold wet towel
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| Pharrell’s on the way so stay and play a while
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| Yeah. |
| uh, Sleepy Brown, Pharrell, Big Boi
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| I been working all day, now I’m done, so see ya!
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| It’s time for play, name the place I’ll meet ya!
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| We can do the bar, sip margaritas
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| Stay on the floor, go when we feel right
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| Aren’t you feeling nice? |
| Doesn’t it feel nice?
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| Is everybody high?
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| Go on baby, do your thing now
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| Sitting at the bar, where was you hanging?
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| I wonder if, you know I’m watching you
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| Cause everything you do is so beautiful
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| Oh, the way you run your fingers (over that glass)
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| Oh, the way you look over your (shoulders when you dance)
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| I’m trying to get the nerve, to talk to you
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| So maybe we can, find something to do |