Patron (feat. Pharrell Williams)
[Sean Garrett:]
Shawty dress fly, got her thang on high
Damn she really got me wanna feel all good
She was straight from the islands, blue water black sand
Only English that mamma can talk is me like kissy (I said yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dominican with a French accent
She shakin that thang in front of me (damn), so quick
Also, she's standin on the table slow whinin' with a bottle
Saying kinky things in French and ya know what she means
[Refrain: with Pharrell Williams]
She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on
What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know)
I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me
She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her ass home
That's where she's wrong
What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know)
She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh
She sticks legs up they sexy so she showin off things
The clubs in America won't let her get away with
Tossin' up, poppin' off see-through Cavalli skirt
Her friends say she got money to spend on me
Then she pulled a little stunt on the bar
Looked at me and then through me the keys to her car
Then she doin splits on the table, still whinin' with a bottle
Gettin' kinkier in French and ya know what she means
[Refrain: with Pharrell Williams]
She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on
What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know)
I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me
She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her ass home
That's where she's wrong
What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know)
She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh
[Sean Garrett:]
She sittin up in my car, beggin me to blow high (by-the-way)
And she insisted that we do it here so all her faded girls can see
She prefer Vosachi too, I ain't have no idea
She said, before we go there's a few of my girls that I wanna leave here with
[Refrain: with Pharrell Williams]
She smilin in my face, but the breath smells like Patron, and so it's on
What she doin (she don't know), tell me what she doin P (she don't know)
I know I'm desperate for the pain that she wants from me
She grindin on my waist, as if I want to take her ass home
That's where she's wrong
What she doin (she don't know), I'll tell you what she doin P (she don't know)
She wanna ride it like a Harley, and I gotta see
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Brrpa Dat Dat (spittin game)
Dat, Dat, Dat Datta Dat oh
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