Usher - I Don't Mind (Remix) lyrics

(feat. Juicy J & Troy Ave) [Verse 1: Troy Ave] Dope boy Troy, don’t believe we’ve met I know your ex boys kinda’ leave you stressed Do what you do, I don’t think no less I’m running these streets I don’t get no rest And you tired of being sick and tired Them others ain't work, tell em’ they fired I’m always so hot, but in the right spots The streets, clubs, rap and hip-hop, true And if you are a hater just know I did it on you Put on your makeup baby, you bout to do it too We both can shine, I’m a real one, I don’t mind [Hook: Usher] Shawty, I don’t mind If you dance on a pole, that don’t make you a ho Shawty, I don’t mind When you work until three, if you’re leaving with me Go make that money, money, money Your money, money, money Cause I know how it is, go and handle your biz And get that money, money, money Your money, money, money You can take off your clothes, long as you coming home Girl, I don’t mind [Verse 1: Usher] The ballers in here tonight, they gon’ buy a hundred bottles As soon as you shake it I know they gon’ make it colossal in here Cause shawty you thinkin’ them tricks that you do with your body Got all of these n***as they crowding around you like they seen Beyonce in here You want your own and you need your own, baby, who am I to judge? Cause how could I ever trip about it when I met you in the club? I make enough for the both of us, but you dance anyway You know I was raised in the A [Hook: Usher] [Verse 2: Usher] When you get off of work I’ll be ready to go in the ‘Rari And when we get home we’ll have us our own private party in here So I don’t worry at all about the things they do or say I love you anyway You can twerk while in a split, you racking up them tips Your body rock and your booty poppin’, I’m proud to call you my b**h They be lookin’, but they can’t touch you, shawty, I’m the only one to get it So just go ahead and keep doing what you doing [Hook: Usher] [Verse 3: Juicy J] (It's ya boy, Juicy J) I’m just tryna cut her up, tryna bust a nut Tryna take somebody b**h, turn her to a s*ut Tryna fill my cup, tryna live it up Throw some hundreds on that a**, walk her out the club (Yeah, ho) Lap dance for the first date Bet I threw a few bands, that’s third base It’s okay if you work late We can still party like it’s your birthday We can still party hard in your birthday suit Knock that p**y out the park like my name Babe Ruth Shawty she just want a tip, I just want to see her strip If you f** me like you love me shawty you might get rich Have her own cake, her own place Blow her own gas, no Rolaid When we in the bed she like to roleplay Tell her friend to join in both ways [Hook: Usher]