End Of The Night Lyrics - Bobby Valentino

Baby, I gotta get you up out of 

Your clothes, your clothes 

It's somethin' about the way you move 

I just can't let it go, let it go 

Baby, you've got me open 

Baby, I just wanna make you mine 

By the end of the night, end of the night 

By the end of the night 

It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda 

By the end of the night, you gon' be wantin' to marry a nigga 

'Cause I make 'em erupt like volcanoes, you just shake and you shiver 

Get 'em up, get down, turn around and put your face in the pillow 

Cut 'em up like Jason, just face it, that boy Luda's a killer 

Half man, half gorilla, beatin' all on my chest 

Pleasin' all of your flesh, squeezin' all on your breast 

Givin' you reasons to rest and ain't never say no to papi 

Wake 'em up like Folgers 'cause I fold 'em like Origami 

Hey, mami, let's get it poppin' like Orville Redenbacher 

The way you move, once you started, nothin' could ever stop ya 

Sweeter than Betty Crocker and I'm ready to belly flop ya 

Just mention today but for now, I forever gotcha 

Baby, I gotta get you up out of 

Your clothes, your clothes 

It's somethin' about the way you move 

I just can't let it go, let it go 

Baby, you've got me open 

Baby, I just wanna make you mine 

By the end of the night, end of the night 

By the end of the night 

Verse two, it's like this 

Gotta get 'em up outta them clothes 

If I throw a couple dollars, then pose 

We could drink a couple bottles and go 

And ride off in the Impala on Vogues and Rolls 

Gold is all on my neck, all on my wrist 

So just let go of yo' hoe, don't hog her to death, lend her to Cris 

Just for a little while, for a little bit 

Just wanna see her smile and get the bigger fish 

She said that you had a little dick 

Now how in the hell can she benefit 

From somethin' like that? 

I be up in that cat 

Make her put a hump in that back, black 

I swing low and sweet chariot, meet me at the Marriott 

Key access, I'll be at the very top 

Don't hesitate to stop the elevator either 

I'll show you the ups and downs, you'll be my elevator diva 

Baby, I gotta get you up out of 

Your clothes, your clothes 

It's somethin' about the way you move 

I just can't let it go, let it go 

Baby, you've got me open 

Baby, I just wanna make you mine 

By the end of the night, end of the night 

By the end of the night 

All I need is a couple hours, baby, for real 

Come up out that Prada, Chanel, Chloe, Louis and Gucci 

Escada, Dior, Fendi, that Masconi and Juicy 

Rockin Republic, True Religions and Citizen's jeans 

Your Jimmy Choo's are so sexy but Giseppi's is me 

La Perla lingerie, ya panties and bra are matchin' 

Put down your clothes and I'll put you up on the latest fashions 

'Cause with cameras and action, I'm a deadly assassin 

I love your clothes but what's underneath, I love with a passion 

Baby, I gotta get you up out of 

Your clothes, your clothes 

It's somethin' about the way you move 

I just can't let it go, let it go 

Baby, you've got me open 

Baby, I just wanna make you mine 

By the end of the night, end of the night 

By the end of the night 

Don't leave your girl 'round me 

Said, don't leave your girl 'round me 

Don't leave your girl 'round me 

True playa for real, for real, for real, for real 

Don't leave your girl 'round me 

Said, don't leave your girl 'round me 

Don't leave your girl 'round me 

True playa for real, for real, for real, for real