Outta Control lyrics
I don’t need no love, all I need is the DJI don’t need no love, all I need is the DJ
It was midnightI got the booty callShe said “I’m at the club”So I threw on my drawersI’m lookin’ throwed in my ‘fitCandy coat on my whipThe po-po’s all on my tipBut man, I don’t even tripSent me a dirty textSo I text her backScooped up the Stuey Boy‘Cause he had the purple sacksAnd now we gone with the windIt’s on and poppin’ againWe rebel rockin’ and rollin’This club is outta c-, outta c-, ou-ou-outta control
She got me outta controlShe make you go crazy when she out on the on floorShe know the DJ, he’s on SeratoHe date them models, he crack them bottles
Everybody say, fellas, what do ladies like? Money, money, moneyLadies, what do fellas like? They monkey, monkey, monkeyMoney, money, it’s outta controlShe showed that monkey, whoo, it’s outta control
I’m double fistin’ now, under a strobe light
Its lookin’ like a movie, but it’s feelin’ so tightNow I got one in the cage, and I got two on the stageI got a waitress on the under tryna’ give me some faceThey played some Lil WayneMixed with some T-PainThey mashed a Journey recordNow they dropped some ColdplayAnd now they playin’ my songThe girls, they showin’ their thongsWe rebel rockin’ and rollin’This club is outta c-, outta c-, ou-ou-outta control
She got me outta controlShe make you go crazy when she out on the on floorShe know the DJ, he’s on SeratoHe date them models, he crack them bottles
Everybody say, fellas, what do ladies like? Money, money, moneyLadies, what do fellas like? They monkey, monkey, monkeyMoney, money, it’s outta controlShe showed that monkey, whoo, it’s outta control, yes sir!
I don’t need no love, all I need is the DJI don’t need no love, all I need is the DJI don’t need no love, all I need is the DJI don’t need no love, all I need is the DJI don’t need no love, all I need is the DJ, DJ
Outta control, she he got me outta controlShe make you go crazy when she out on the on floorShe know the DJ, he’s on SeratoHe date them models, he crack them bottles
Everybody say, fellas, what do ladies like? Money, money, moneyLadies, what do fellas like? They monkey, monkey, monkeyMoney, money, it’s outta controlShe showed that monkey, whoo, it’s outta control, yes sir!
Eh, eh, it’s outta controlEh, eh, it’s outta controlEh, eh, it’s outta controlEh, eh, it’s outta controlIt’s outta control, control, control