Take It Off

[Lloyd: Intro]

Them girls like them bad boys

Them girls like them bad boys

I heard them girls like them bad boys

[Lloyd: Hook]

(It's like) shhhh... be quiet

Cuz your body talks louder when your silent

Gotcha eyes sayin' yes, your mouth saying more

Girl you like what I do?

Come here let me guide you

Oohhh

So take it off...

Yeaahhh

Now take it off...

Oooohhooohhhh

We takin' off...yeeaauuhhh

Girl I'm about to break you off...yeaahh

[Verse 1: Lloyd]

First things first I wanna see you take them clothes off

Second, I'mma get it, got it, good, tear your clothes off

Tappin' on your shoulder round three when it goes down

You ain't gotta say a word, zip it up I'll zip you down

Quarter past one, about to take her to the hide out

Take her to the bed goin' deep like a wide out

We about to ride out, I'mma bring the fight out...

Lloyd Mayweather girl I'mma put your lights out

[Lloyd: Hook]

(It's like) shhhh... be quiet

Cuz your body talks louder when your silent

Gotcha eyes sayin yes, your mouth saying more

Girl you like what I do?

Come here let me guide you

Oohhh

So take it off...

Yeaahhh

Now take it off...

Oooohhooohhhh

We takin' off...yeeaauuhhh

Girl I'm about to break you off...yeaahh

[Verse 2: J Holiday]

Come and hit that door lock

Let me massage your spot

Lose your dress, want me to stop?

No. Stop? Nooo

Listen shawty shut up sit back and let me do my thing I'm

Gonna touch ya...

I'm gonna make you scream

I'mma let u have it

Let me be yo' habit

Say go, go, go, go get it

Sign my name all on that thing girl

Dont shy away lets fly away

Sincerely this is Holiday

[Lloyd: Hook]

(It's like) shhhh... be quiet

Cuz your body talks louder when your silent

Gotcha eyes sayin yes, your mouth saying more

Girl you like what I do?

Come here let me guide you

Oohhh

So take it off...

Yeaahhh

Now take it off...

Oooohhooohhhh

We takin' off...yeeaauuhhh

Girl I'm about to break you off...yeaahh

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]

You need a feature daddy?

Give me peter pan

When I hit the club, it will be me

And my conceited friend

Been signing autographs

Since like a quarter past

I'm in the hallway

Don't need no hall pass

If I eat it then everbody gonna order that

Everything I do these bitches wishin' they'd have thought of that

I'm an indian giver

I want the quarterback

If hip hop was dead

Bitch, I just brought her back

Take it to the off

I'mma take it take it off

I'mma take it to the club

Then we take it to the loft

I'mma take it to my niggas

I'mma take it to the boss

I'mma jiggle it jiggle it

Make it so soft

I'ma put it in your face

I'ma put it in your braids

Way I make it pop, he gon' put me in his faves

Make it rain, it’s a 10,000 dollar day

Pop it like champaigne on a holiday

[Lloyd: Hook]

(It's like) shhhh... be quiet

Cuz your body talks louder when your silent

Gotcha eyes sayin yes, your mouth saying more

Girl you like what I do?

Come here let me guide you

Oohhh

So take it off...

Yeaahhh

Now take it off...

Oooohhooohhhh

We takin' off...yeeaauuhhh

Girl I'm about to break you off...yeaahh