[E-40:] Let me spend the night sweetheart, uhh With an a** like that I don't need a cup holder Body like a Jet Magazine's centerfolder Beauty of the week, let's go creep I tear the line out the coochie and put that a** to sleep Like a dog in heat, hormones jumping Have em fighting over a hustla two broads thumpin I'm a beast in the sheets keepin em comin Boulevard with it I be trapping with trumpets Beitch! [Verse 1: Droop-E] This is something you ain't never seen Pinch yourself b**h this is no dream This a Droop-E situation Bet ya boyfriend leave ya all frustrated, uh Well come holla at a young beast I'm rich and I'm s**y, sheesh And I might let you spend the night If you do it right, yeah [Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40] Me and you we can both get right (get right) I know you drunk and you ain't got a ride (got a ride) Look in your eyes see you want me inside (inside) You can come to my house and spend the night [Verse 2: DB] [Work:] Work Bay Cut ya lace sweet handling From what I hear thick running yo family Aunty got a** mommy and ya grand nanny I never treat you like Aldea baggy You can be a vet and shawty I'm can be Cody I ain't no trick but I can buy a few groceries Now sit your pretty brown a** on this upholstery Roll up the drinks girl pour up the Lanny [Hot:] Was that your girl I'm sorry for your loss She came with a square and she left with a boss My chain and my money got her intimate And you playing with the game like you PS3 I'm looking around you the baddest by far Tell em other guys give you space like stars You sippin champagne you feeling it right But let's hit shawty you can spend the night [Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40] [Verse 3:] [Laroo:] Yeah I'm the separation send it off top Black rims dark skin played the co-out Me and your... here, in the start power G Introduce her friends to D.R. double O.P. and Slimm B I come with exposure, paparazzi flash When I'm on my pillow designer by NASA Move with it, you gotta respect with right Send an inblast house tour friends over the night [B Slimm:] I wanna see her squirt without a soda can There's alot of friction from ya mouth to dance I'm a put it in your stomach like this ma Planks on the bed head it in the bathroom stall Thighs in the air feet on the wall Everybody knows ya all the way down the hall Don't worry bout cha last man he not worthy And I'm bimb bomb on n***as like Charles Barkley [Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40]