Tell Me (Remix)

[Intro: Bobby Valentino and Lil' Wayne] Bobby Valentino *laughs* (You back, son) Ah, ayo, Tim, drop that beat for me [Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] Hey, slide over here and talk to the boy What are you drinking? I'mma buy the bar I was just thinking of seeing you tomorrow Waking up with no panties, no bra I ain't being nasty, I'm just being for real Let me take off my belt and give you the whip appeal Yeah, you hear about what I do in the streets But you gon' love what I do in the sheets. Ha! [Verse 2: Bobby Valentino] Say, baby, what's your story? You got the goods, it's plain to see The kind that'll keep a brother on his knees And I'm so curious After the club, hang out with me Valentino is sure to please For now, let's have an Apple Martini And get to know each other [Chorus: Bobby Valentino] Ooh, now, tell me How did you get that in those jeans? The way you popping in, it's killing me Look over here, come follow me Tell me How did you get that in those jeans? The way you dropping in, it's killing me I'll meet you in the VIP [Verse 3: Bobby Valentino] Ooh, you sizzling, wanna lay you on the floor I'm a bad boy, just thought I'd let you know These are the thoughts running through my mind 'Cause I'm so curious, yeah Couple more shots, then we out the door Speed off in the coupe, 'cause there's more in store Can't wait 'til I pull in my driveway, girl Can tell by now, I want you, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Bobby Valentino] You's a sexy thing Ooh, what's your name? 'Cause you're the finest thing that walked in the club Your girls, they don't compare to You, can't help but stare at you Let's make a toast to the good life [Chorus: Bobby Valentino and Lil Wayne] Ooh, now, tell me (Yeah) How did you get that in those jeans? The way you popping in, it's killing me Look over here, come follow me Tell me How did you get that in those jeans? (I got you, pimp) The way you dropping in, it's killing me (It's ya baby, baby! Hahaha) I'll meet you in the VIP (Yeah) [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Fly for a baby, eyes all hazy Izod maybe, all the Ape is bathing Ride with a gangsta, we high where the weather be Precious like ya face, so heavenly, I'm thanking God Like I better be. You know I'm very street And if we get caught, you can be my accessory Access to the condo in Miami Have breakfast on the floor, butt-naked we tanning But, I'm too dark to tan. Mama, pardon ya man Let me spark while I can. You know Now, you got my eyes following the places you go I'm caught up in ya vibe tryna kick it like Judo Luda outta town, I got the keys to the 2-door And we ain't gotta tell no one about the things you know You know. Holla at a G though I'm probably out wilding with Bobby Valentino, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Bobby Valentino] You's a sexy thing Ooh, what's your name 'Cause you're the finest thing that walked in the club (You're the finest thing, yeah) Your girls, they don't compare to You, can't help but stare at you Let's make a toast to the good life [Chorus: Bobby Valentino] Ooh, now, tell me How did you get that in those jeans? The way you popping in, it's killing me Look over here, come follow me Tell me (Oh, baby) How did you get that in those jeans? The way you dropping in, it's killing me I'll meet you in the VIP Ooh, now, tell me How did you get that in those jeans? (Oh) The way you popping in, it's killing me Look over here, come follow me (Baby) Tell me How did you get that in those jeans? The way you dropping in, it's killing me I'll meet you in the VIP (Oh, oh)