12 O'clock (explicit Album Version) Lyrics - Marques Houston

It's ya boi, M.H. 

Joe Budden 

(Joey) 

We at it again 

Ok, I got my bathin' apes, check, outfit, check 

No need to iron, might need to iron 

Wit these jewels on, it?s likely they'll be iron 

Ask mami dancin' beside me if she ridin' 

Or what she sippin' on, mink got my fitted on 

She somethin' vivid on, we came to get it on 

Came to get it on, drink a lil' here 

Everybody throw a drink in the air 

It's goin' down, come on 

I stepped in da party like whoa 

What's da deal wit it? Ain't no hands in da air unless it's a drink wit it 

Honeys lovin' 'cus they know I rock da bells in here 

Thugs wit me 'cus they know I roll wit Kells and dem 

Then I spot mami shakin' like a tambourine 

Wanna eat it just like a jelly bean 

Mami's givin' me all these nasty dreams 

And I'm glad I brought my ass to the right party 

Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up 

DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 

'Cus we up in here tonight 

Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up 

Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout 

So everybody join da party 

Stack my chips, make dem hits and 

I can tell that y'all love my shit 

And got my shirt off, wit my Timbs on 

Here all night so you know it's going on 

Mami shake it like a tambourine 

Wanna eat it just like a tangerine 

Mami's givin' me all these nasty dreams 

Glad I brought my ass to the right party tonight 

Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up 

DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 

'Cus we up in here tonight 

Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up 

Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout 

So everybody join da party 

No more excuses, now in the two doors exclusive 

And everything is all inclusive 

We can do it all if my boys included 

On da phone wit her friends invite 'em all, let's do this 

Get things juicy, it's more than enough room in da jacuzzi 

For you to lose the feeling of a groupie 

Leave ya dude lose the feeling of a hoopty 

New Kells playing feelin' on yo' booty 

Keys to the Ferrar, leave in the garage 

Starts wit a massage, ends wit ménage 

Ends in me gettin' da skins to some DeBarge 

Just 'cus she tellin' her friends it was garbage 

Four a.m., gotta a babe on the cell 

Five a.m., on my way to the tel 

But then around six, same thing, different chick 

XL mag, perfect fit, now to the bridge, let's go 

Baby showin' me all these crazy things 

Got me nibblin' on her belly ring 

'Bout to get into the swing of things 

She keep rubbin' againist my swinga thing 

We off up in the other room so hot 

Shorty's about to take off that pink tank top 

All I wanna say is, shorty drop it like it's hot 

(Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot) 

Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up 

DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 

'Cus we up in here tonight 

Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up 

Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout 

So everybody join da party 

Ooh, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Drinks in da club and now we all fucked up 

DJ keeps spinnin' da cuts, ladies drop it like it's hot 

'Cus we up in here tonight 

Whoo, it's twelve o'clock and we partyin' 

Ain't no goin' home, the doors is all locked up 

Don't nobody move ya body, it's a lockout 

So everybody join da party 

Da, da, da 

Rocafella records 

MH, Joe Budden 

(Joey) 

TUG, Chris Stokes, I see you boy 

(It's the Roc, you bastards)