Lady May

Lady May - Round Up lyrics

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 (woahh)

Yee-Haw!

What the hell is a yee-haw? (Well...)

That's that country shit



Yeah, May, Blu, (wheww) crazy cat, yeah. 

Bob Marley (whewww)



That's that country shit...



Round up, round up, yeah

You know what we came to do

Dance floor bootylicious

Party with May and Blu

Hot tamales we bum rush the parties

In Danalies (?) on Ducalies (?) in drop-top Ferrari's



Fingernails, toenails, hair and makeup

Studded up my ear with a pair from Jacob's

New faced, dudes chase, mommie lookin' too laced

Honey's iced feelin' like they killin' with screw face

Me and my crew stay loose off that gray ?

Order bottles of ? with cranberry and grapefruit



Wet the sex kitten (grrr)

Start chillin' with stars

And fuck the bars

Puffin' cigars



12 in the afternoon

Runnin' kinda late I can't wait for you

Gotta have my hair done and my nail done, too

Just like every other girl plans to do. (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)



If you wanna ride it's ok

Keep in mind that I don't have all day

Gotta hurry up before the night slips away

Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know ..



Round everybody up

Hit the club and tear it down

If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place

Game players not allowed

Everybody up in the crowd (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)

Don't hesitate come follow me now

Let me hear you all say



[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)

Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up

Let me hear you all say

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dontcha,dontcha, dontcha know



You see my clique

We be in the party like it's our shit

Can't nobody tell us that we not it

VIP tables, minks and stables, rings in navels.

You know we got that long cash.

Smellin' like money when I walk past

You know I'm in a hurry; talk fast.

Pimps and players, players and pimps

Diamonds and links, buyin' me drinks 

Boy you think ..



You know my sheezy pimpin' ain't easy

You know how many cats wanna get with May wheezy

The most glamorous, I'm not your average

So if I holla, holla back youngin' like Fabolous.



We can put our makeup on in the car

So we can dip on this journey of ours

Call my homies just to see where they are

And know that rollin' out (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)

you know so



Round everybody up

Hit the club and tear it down

If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place

Game players not allowed

Everybody up in the crowd (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)

don't hesitate come follow me now

Let me hear you all say



[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh round up, round up (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Let me hear you all say

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know



HEY YOU!!!!!!!!!!

Whatchu standin' on the wall for?

Know you wanna get on the floor stop actin' hard-core.

Standup, yeah

Keep them hands

Get it crunk up in the club like 'uh huh, uh huh, uh-huh'

That's why they boys, they boys they love me, love me

I meet 'em, greet 'em, tease 'em, May wheeze 'em

I got them beggin' for that "oochie wally, wally"

Ooh, she's a hottie, hottie

Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know



5'6 frame, off the chain

Get in the fast lane

came to switch up the game (switchin' the game)

Dirty South to NY we be doin' our thing, baby

Goodbye for now (don't you know?)

Till we see you again



Round everybody up

Hit the club and tear it down

If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place

Game players not allowed

Everybody up in the crowd don't hesitate come follow me now

Let me hear you all say



[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)

Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up

Let me hear you all say

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know



Round everybody up

Hit the club and tear it down

If you're up against the wall then you're in the wrong place

Game players not allowed

Everybody up in the crowd 

don't hesitate come follow me now (yeahhh) (dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know)

Let me hear you all say



[in background](wha, wha, wha, wha, what, what, what)

Oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh round up, round up

Let me hear you all say

Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dontcha, dontcha, dontcha know



Yee-Haw!

What the hell is a hee-haw?

                      
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