Still Here - Girl Talk

Don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit

Don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit

Don’t start no shit it won’t be no shit

Don’t start no shit it won’t be no shiit!

A-oo (Hey!)

(Don't start no shit it won’t be no shit!)

A-oo (Hey!)

(Don't start no shit it won’t be no shit!)

Shorty get down, good Lord

Baby got 'em open all over town

Strictly biz, she don’t play around

Cover much ground, got game by the pound

Getting paid is her forte

Each and every day, true player way

I can’t get her out of my mind

I think about the girl all the time

East side to the west side

Pushing phat rides, it’s no surprise

She got tricks in the stash, stacking up the cash

Fast when it comes to the gas

By no means average

As long as she’s got to have it

Baby, you’re a perfect ten, I wanna get in

Can I get down, so I can win

I like the way you work it

No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up

I like the way you work it

No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up

I like the way you work it

No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up

I like the way you work it

No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up

I pulled into Nazareth

I was feelin' about half past dead (It's goin' down)

I just need someplace

Where I can lay my head (It's goin' down)

Hey, mister, can you tell me

Where a man might find a bed?

(It's goin' down)

He just grinned and shook my hand

«No,» was all he said

(Anywhere you meet me, guaranteed to go down)

Take a load off Fannie

Take a load for free

Take a load off Fannie

And…

They wanna be like me, recreate my flow

Imitate my flow, then relate my flow

But while they try and take my flow, I make my dough

Ayo, I can make it rain, 'cause I been making it snow

But yo, I been takin' it slow I wasn’t around

But the car crash couldn’t lay the hustla down

I’m still here, for real, I’m still here

It wasn’t looking pretty, but Swizzy I’m still here

They said I coulda been brain-dead in a wheelchair

But I’m standin' in the booth and the skills are still here

Yeah, the hustla home, the hustla home

Let’s celebrate a toast with a cup of patron

I got my drink and my two step

My drink and my two step

Got my drink and my two step

My drink and my two step

It’s on, it’s on, it’s on and I’m home

Get the patron and tell them that it’s on

I got my drink and my two step

My drink and my two step

Got my drink and my two step

My drink and my two step

It’s on, it’s on, it’s on and I’m home

Get the patron and tell them that it’s on

Oh shit!

(Beat, beat knockin')

(Club, club rockin')

Oh shit!

(Beat, beat, knockin')

(Club, club knockin')

Oh shit!

(Beat, beat knockin')

(Club, club rockin')

Oh shit!

(Beat, beat, knockin')

(Club, club knockin')

(Oh shit!)

(Oh shit!)

(Oh shit!)

(Oh shit!)

That’s not it…

All the hoes jock-jockin, beat steady knock-knockin

Middle of the stage got the whole club rock-rockin

(I get money, I get money, I get money)

All the hoes jock-jockin, beat steady knock-knockin

Middle of the stage got the whole club rock-rockin

(I get money, I get money, I get money)