It's OK

[Hook 1: Triple Seven]

We're goin' out to the club tonight

Let Fli Fat Funk Playa frost your ice

Got a Zima in the cup and I'm feelin' alright

Got it poppin' on the dance floor, do what you like

Gotta scoop me up one of these hotties

Come on here, baby, give me that body

You ain't never met a brother like Ronnie

Or had fun with a player like Commie

[Verse 1: Dante Santiago]

Ooh, girl I like the way you move

Let me whisper in your ear and get close to you

And tell you things to get your mind off dancing

I know you ain't came here just to be dancin'

Your booty lookin' like a big old fruit

Walk with me, talk with me, have a seat in a booth

You here with your girl? I came with my homey

I know a spot we can go to that's more cozy

Tell me why these people so damn nosey

Oh, I know why, cause you so fly

Brothers sayin' I wish I was that guy

Heads turnin' every time that you walk by

But enough of all the egos strokin'

I'm already pressin' you, I got you open

I love a women and he's here to get naughty

And gotta head to give but let me see you put it on me

[Hook 2: Triple Seven and Dante Santiago]

It's okay (if you wanna leave here)

It's okay (we don't gotta be here)

It's okay (this show we thug up)

It's okay (that's what's up)

Gotta scoop me up one of these hotties

Come on here, baby, give me that body

You ain't never met a brother like Ronnie

Or had fun with a player like Commie

[Verse 2: Dante Santiago]

I ain't the kid up in the club to be dancin'

Unless they got a break beat on, other than that, I'm relaxin'

I press a chick that's fly like Toni Braxton

That'll get me off of the wall, like Mike Jackson

One up on you grabbin' you up, without askin'

Spittin' game to you, wassup, ma with the action

Niggas lame to you wassup, ma, what's crackin'

Let's get the party started, after the party yells, after the party yells (after the party)

You ain't never met a player like Donnie, or a brother like Commie

Or Hans Solo, I'd a roll with the army

Got a room on the strip, meet me back in the lobby

You got me feelin aroused

I ain't tryin to sex you on the dance floor, cause that ain't my style

Triple Seven laid back, I ain't no youngster

Fire for ya fire if I don't, then why don't you

[Hook 2]

[Hook 1]

[Verse 3: Dante Santiago]

Hey girl, you know you got it goin' on

Hey girl, you go girl

So cute, shakin' in your boots

Gettin' loose in the clubs 'til the club

Blowin' smoke out a stretch Escalade roof

Let's ride, just me and you

Whatcha wanna do? Holla at ya boy

Make you hotter than a fat kid in corduroys

I'm tellin' you ma, the real, I ain't an act

I work the back better than a chiropractor

Triple Seven, remember this image

It's all hunky dory, just don't catch feelings

[Hook 2]