Letras
Oh (oh), oh, oh, oh (uh), oh (Cannon Ball)
Oh (check it out), oh (Kels)
Oh, oh, oh (yo, nigga, we in the club singing this for money, ha!)
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough (uh-huh)
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues (uh-huh)
And how I'm shining wit' the fresh, fresh clothes (uh-huh)
Always surrounded by so many (ho!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go (uh-huh)
Every time I turn around, I got another show (uh-huh)
In the club wit' about three in a row (uh-huh)
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (ho!)
Shorty, I only got one night in town, tell me, baby, where you down?
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo' Moschino blouse, seven jean, Black and Lebanese
Head to her knees, please if you ever need a bastard remember me
Just rock to the melody, I got you in bed wit' me
I thought you would never leave, you wanna name me, like Amerie
Know the chain freeze wrist, be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in that thang of Reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit' me
'Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
If I need a Girlfriend, it won't be today
No, I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on Ducatti's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Ooh-wee, tryna leave the club wit' a groupie!
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough (uh-huh)
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues (uh-huh)
And how I'm shining wit' the fresh, fresh clothes (uh-huh)
Always surrounded by so many (ho!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go (uh-huh)
Every time I turn around, I got another show (uh-huh)
In the club wit' about three in a row (uh-huh)
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (ho!)
Ma, I'm busy on tour (uh-huh), ma, you busy on the floor (uh-huh)
Ma, I'm feeling yo' heels, them Christian Dior's (uh)
I'm like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like my favorite records, keep spinning new thangs (holler)
Let my hair grow, 'cause I was looking for a change (uh-huh)
Shorty call me the Scare Crow, I'm looking for some brain
In "The Wiz," there it go, here it is, where the show
'Cause through yo' dress, I can see yo' drawls
So shorty just shake it, make a round of applause
If you outta Hypnotic, 'nother round at the bar
And when we parking lot pimping, they surrounding the car
No, I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on Ducatti's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Ooh-wee, we tryna leave the club wit' a groupie, wit' a groupie
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough (uh-huh)
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues (uh-huh)
And how I'm shining wit' the fresh, fresh clothes (uh-huh)
Always surrounded by so many (ho!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go (uh-huh)
Every time I turn around, I got another show (uh-huh)
In the club wit' about three in a row (uh-huh)
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (ho!)
Momma, when we leave the club, leave wit' us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So damn, how you get them on, damn, big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This the type of - I'm on, not picking up the phone
Unless you unblock ya joint, then put on ya coat
Know when to hit, when Nick get in the booth
Come through in something new, wit' an invisible roof
Oh, the sentence on my necklace seem invisible too
When we do what we do, we can't be visible, boo
The last thing I need is lawsuits, all I did is call you
Initiated first move, shorty that was all you
I'm not tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on Ducatti's, wanna see you drop it shawty, oh wee!
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough (uh-huh)
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues (uh-huh)
And how I'm shining wit' the fresh, fresh clothes (uh-huh)
Always surrounded by so many (ho!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go (uh-huh)
Every time I turn around, I got another show (uh-huh)
In the club wit' about three in a row (uh-huh)
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (ho!)