Lloyd — 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 [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 [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 [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'ma indian giver I want the quarter back 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'mma put it in your face I'mma put it in your braids Way I make it pop He gon' put me in his faves Make it rain Its a 10,000 dollar day Pop it like champaigne on a holiday [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