Alec Newell - Smack That (Remix) lyrics

[Akon] Shady, Konvict, Upfront [Hook: Akon] I feel you creeping I can see it from my shadow Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae-Bo And possibly bend ya over Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sore Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, till you get sore Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh [Verse 1: Akon] Shorty if you wanna ride you can ride on me We can bump heads and collide on me Want beef, damn right can rely on me To bring that Campbell like Naomi Just pull that girl and take it on easy Looking all oiled up and all greasy Bout that time you stop that teasing Way that you drop done got me here cheesing What's funny is that you taking All my money for real I'd rather spend it on you Right now than my homie's bail And I can see that's what you're made for And ain't ever been no lame ho With that booty bought and paid for Won't move till you on my payroll! [Hook] [Verse 2: Stat Quo] Yeah, yeah, Stat Quo! Ahhh! I love when you do it girl move to it like you're used to it Drop it down I want to put my thang through it To the crib we go, go fast and slow Make it twirl like a stripper slide down my pole Shorty a** so swole got your boy like whoa One night with me now she wanna marry Stat Quo But I'm like no, let's keep it on the low On occasion let me come through and tap that hole Make you lose control and all her girls know That I hit it right at night, I'm a pro I only come 'round and get s**ual If she flexible and bis**ual I might stay around for a longer time Only if, only if she can blow my mind I can hurt that, murk that, work that spine Now she in love and wants to be mine Stat Quo, YEAH! [Hook] [Verse 3: Bobby Creekwater] Yeah, it's Bobby Creek, know'msayin? The ice in the watch reflects the light to her The money quite green and the ice light bluer The swag might k** her so I said good night to her She don't want me to leave I can see right through her So we, dipped out, burn one trip out Get low like Caribbean limbo Didn't go out like light, baby girl get right Head so swole my hat don't fit right We can cruise in the car or we could take flight The middle of the night, make your body 8 like Mike Vick against the Eagles Call myself a king cause I'm regal To be this hot is not legal But we don't care, listen baby it's a fact that If you drop back I'mma quarterback sack that We can go deep and I can shark attack that Say you don't remember where your keys and your hat at? [Hook] - repeat 2X [Intro] Hello? What up? Hello? Yo I can't, I can't hear you Let me call you right back... [Verse: Eminem] I sense someone's tapping into my phones, why do I got this feeling in my bones I might die soon? The FBI might be trying to pull my file soon I might be walking blindfold into a typhoon I might be seeing rockets light up the night sky Right outside the window of my living room And if they do you can say good night and bye-bye to them my tunes If I don't try to record as much before I do (Ay yo yo hold up! Hold up! Bring that back to the top man!) (Marshall Mathers!)