Songtext 12 o'clock (featuring joe budden) von Marques Houston

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12 o'clock (featuring joe budden)

This is a corner boy...
[Marques talkin]
Its ya boi M.H.
Joe Budden (joey)
We at it again

[1st verse]
[Joe Budden]
Ok I got my bathin apes check, outfit check. No need to iron, might need to iron. wit these jewels on, it's likely they'll be ion. Ask mami dancin
Beside me if see ridin,(or what?) or what she sippin on. Mink got my fitted on. She something vivid on, we came to get it on. Came to get it on, drink a lil Here.
Everybody throw a drink in tha air.
Its goin' down, c'mon

[Marques]
I stepped in da party like WOH. What's da deal wit it? Ain't no hands in da air unless it's a drink wit it. Honeys lovin cus they know I rock da bells in here.
Thugs wit me cus they know I roll wit kells and dem. Then I spot mami shakin like a tambarine, wanna eat it just like a jelly bean, mamis giving me
All these nasty dreams, and I'm glad I brought my niggas to the right party.

[CHORUS]
Oo it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'. Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up. Dj keeps spinnin da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot cus we up in here
Tonite.
Whoo it's 12 o'clock and we partyin, ain't no going home the doors is all locked up, don't nobody move ya body it's a lockout so everybody join da party

[2nd Verse]
Stack my chips, make dem hits and I can tell that yall love my shit and got my shirt off wit my tims on, here all nite so u know it's going on.
Mami shake it like a tambarine, wanna eat it just like a tangerine, mamis giving me all these nasty dreams, glad I brought my niggas to tha right party tonite.

[CHORUS]

[3rd Verse]
[Joe Budden]
No more excuses, now in the two doors exclusive and everything is all enclusive. We can do it all if my boys included. On da phone wit her friends invite em all lets do this. Get things juciy it's more than enough room in da jacuzzi for u to lose the feeling of a groupie. Leave ya dude lose the feeling of a hoopty.
New kells playing feelin on yo booty. Keys to tha ferrar, leave in tha garage, starts wit a massage ends wit manage. Ends in me gettin da skins to some dabage. Just cus she tellin her friends it was garbage. 4 a.m. gotta a babe on tha cell 5 a.m. on my way to the 'tel. But then around 6 same thing different chick
XL mag perfect fit. Now to tha bridge lets go.

[Bridge]
[MARQUES]
Baby showing me all these crazy things. Got me nibbling on her bellyring. Bout to get into tha swing of things. She keep rubbing againist my swinga
Thing. We off up in tha otha room so hot. Shortys about to take off that pink tank top. All I wanna say is shorty drop it like it's hot
(drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot)

[CHORUS 2X]
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da
Rocafella records
MH, Joe Budden (joey)
TUG, Chris Stokes, I see u boy
(it's the Roc you bastards)

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This is a corner boy...
[Marques talkin]
Its ya boi M.H.
Joe Budden (joey)
We at it again

[1st verse]
[Joe Budden]
Ok I got my bathin apes check, outfit check. No need to iron, might need to iron. wit these jewels on, it's likely they'll be ion. Ask mami dancin
Beside me if see ridin,(or what?) or what she sippin on. Mink got my fitted on. She something vivid on, we came to get it on. Came to get it on, drink a lil Here.
Everybody throw a drink in tha air. 
Its goin' down, c'mon

[Marques]
I stepped in da party like WOH. What's da deal wit it? Ain't no hands in da air unless it's a drink wit it. Honeys lovin cus they know I rock da bells in here.
Thugs wit me cus they know I roll wit kells and dem. Then I spot mami shakin like a tambarine, wanna eat it just like a jelly bean, mamis giving me
All these nasty dreams, and I'm glad I brought my niggas to the right party.

[CHORUS]
Oo it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'. Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up. Dj keeps spinnin da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot cus we up in here
Tonite.
Whoo it's 12 o'clock and we partyin, ain't no going home the doors is all locked up, don't nobody move ya body it's a lockout so everybody join da party

[2nd Verse]
Stack my chips, make dem hits and I can tell that yall love my shit and got my shirt off wit my tims on, here all nite so u know it's going on.
Mami shake it like a tambarine, wanna eat it just like a tangerine, mamis giving me all these nasty dreams, glad I brought my niggas to tha right party tonite.

[CHORUS]

[3rd Verse]
[Joe Budden]
No more excuses, now in the two doors exclusive and everything is all enclusive. We can do it all if my boys included. On da phone wit her friends invite em all lets do this. Get things juciy it's more than enough room in da jacuzzi for u to lose the feeling of a groupie. Leave ya dude lose the feeling of a hoopty.
New kells playing feelin on yo booty. Keys to tha ferrar, leave in tha garage, starts wit a massage ends wit manage. Ends in me gettin da skins to some dabage. Just cus she tellin her friends it was garbage. 4 a.m. gotta a babe on tha cell 5 a.m. on my way to the 'tel. But then around 6 same thing different chick
XL mag perfect fit. Now to tha bridge lets go.

[Bridge]
[MARQUES]
Baby showing me all these crazy things. Got me nibbling on her bellyring. Bout to get into tha swing of things. She keep rubbing againist my swinga
Thing. We off up in tha otha room so hot. Shortys about to take off that pink tank top. All I wanna say is shorty drop it like it's hot 
(drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot)

[CHORUS 2X]
Da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da, da da da da da da da da
Rocafella records
MH, Joe Budden (joey)
TUG, Chris Stokes, I see u boy
(it's the Roc you bastards)