Don't Know Where To Start Lyrics - Brian Mcknight

Midnight at the valet 

He already knows he got to keep me up front 

Head-nod to security 

Holdin' back the crowd as he opens the rope 

Hear the fella's spittin' hate-orade 

Before my crew can even get through the door 

It's alright, 'cause it's the weekend 

And there's a party, for sure 

All the shorty's are here tonight 

Just left the shop, and my wig is tight 

I might not dance but maybe I might 

Everything's gonna be alright 

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There's a coupla things up in here 

The music's bangin' loud and clear 

The temperature's risin' 

Just about to pop 

There's so much goin' on 

I don't know where to start 

I don't know where 

I don't know where 

I don't know where to start 

Inside, I see the Lakers and Clippers 

Everybody says: Whoo 

'Cause they know I got pro-range 

And a handle that can shake you from go 

Thank God it's Friday 

And a fresh one just poured me a drink 

Now I know what they meant 

When they say it's good to be the king 

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All the shorty's are here tonight 

Just left the shop, and my wig is tight 

I might not dance but maybe I might 

Everything's gonna be alright 

There's a coupla things up in here 

The music's bangin' loud and clear 

The temperature's risin' 

Just about to pop 

There's so much goin' on 

I don't know where to start 

I don't know where 

I don't know where 

I don't know where to start 

Tonight, I don't mind playin' 

I ain't been in here lately 

Look at all these fine ladies 

I'm about to go blind 

Look at all the junk she's packin' 

I'm about to blow a gasket 

Man, I'm glad I brought some plastic 

I can cover my head 

Let me regain my composure 

I don't want to look like Rover 

Make my eye contact, it's over 

I might contact two this time 

'Cause tonight I'm livin' in a fantasy 

My own little nasty world 

Tonight, I gotta find me a freak 

My own little nasty girl 

There's a coupla things up in here 

The music's bangin' loud and clear 

The temperature's risin' 

Just about to pop 

There's so much goin' on 

I don't know where to start 

There's a coupla things up in here 

The music's bangin' loud and clear 

The temperature's risin' 

Just about to pop 

There's so much goin' on 

I don't know where to start 

I dont know where 

I dont know where 

I dont know where 

Don't know where to start