A-town's down

Yeah  what  Okay  let's go
Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah
Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah

Up in the club with my homies
Tryin' to get a lil' V-I but keep it down on the low key
'Cause you know how it is
I saw the shorty she was checkin' up on me
From the game she was spittin' in my ear
You would think that she knew me
I decided to chill

Conversation got heavy

She had me feelin' like she's ready to blow
(Watch out  watch out)

She was saying  "Come get me"
So I got up and followed her to the floor
She said  "baby  let's go"
When I told her I said
Yeah  yeah  shorty got down on me and said
"Come and get me"
Yeah  yeah  I got so caught up I forgot she told me

Yeah  yeah
Her and my girl used to be the best of homies
Yeah  yeah  next thing I knew
She was all up on me screamin'

Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah

Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah
She's all up in my head now
Got me thinkin' that it might a good idea
To take her with me
'Cause she's ready to leave

(Ready to leave)
Now I gotta keep it real now
'Cause on a one-to-ten she's a certified twenty

But that just ain't me  hey
'Cause I don't know if I take that chance
Just where is it gonna lead
But what I do know is the way she dance
Makes shorty alright with me
The way she gettin' low
I'm like  "yeah  just work that out for me"
She asked for one more dance and I'm like  "Yeah"
How the hell am I supposed to leave
And I said
Yeah  yeah  shorty got down on me and said
"Come and get me"
Yeah  yeah  I got so caught up I forgot she told me
Yeah  yeah  her and my girl used to be the best of homies
Yeah  yeah  next thing I knew
She was all up on me screamin'
Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah
(Don't stop the party  don't stop  don't stop the party)
Yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah  yeah
(Watch yourself)
(Show 'em what you got)

Watch out  my outfit's ridiculous
In the club lookin' so conspicuous
And rowr these women all on the prowl
Tryna sing against us  hafta throw in the towel
Forget about the game  I spit the truth
I won't stop 'til I get 'em in their birthday suit
So gimme the rhythm  we be hittin' the pole
Then bend over to the front and touch your toes
I'm lovin' the ladies who got the flow
And when I'm through  you be screamin' for more
How you like me now
When my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand
(No  it ain't girl  that's from the Dollar Store)
But when it hits the light  you be all like "whoa"
Usher wants more when he leaves them dead
You know you want a kiss on the lips so red
Chill out in the crib
Take me home and do it again
Usher got the beat  got the beat
We got the beat

Usher got the beat  got the beat

We got the beat