T-Pain

T-Pain - Can't Believe It (Konvict Remix) songtekst

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(feat. Akon, Kardinal Offishall)
[Intro: Kardinal Offishall]

Man!!! 

Mi nuh know a wah do dem likkle dutty gal feel like yuh know T-Pain?!

Kardinal Offishall, T-Pain, Konvict R-R-REMIX!!!!

And all di man dem seh RAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

RAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!



[Akon:]

Why you watchin me just do you (Come on dog?)

Just do you (Just do you man) Just do you

Hehehehe!!!! Akon!!!!



[Verse 1: Akon]

I know you see it, I ain't no longer +Lonely+

Tell ya boyfriend to chill and relax when he see you rubbin all up on meeee-eeh

So why he's so heated? Damn, it just dawned on me

Cause if he was a G, baby just like me, we can head to ping-pong it (yeaaah)

That makes me wond-a, when he gon' get you outta that Hond-a

And put you in a car that you ain't never heard of like Pagani Zonda

And you could meet my MOTH-a, in the east, they call her Af-rica (Mama Africa)

Betcha never seen a jungle from a leer jet, waitin 'til you see how they greet ya (yeah)

When you get to Senegaaaaaaal!!!! Senegaaaaaaal!!!!

Senegaaaaaaal!!!! Senegaaaaaaal!!!!



[Chorus: T-Pain]

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!



[Verse 2: Kardinal Offishall]

Hey gal let's get it poppin, From Kingston to Slawson

Rudebwoy check di bulletin, big copper big Jamaica to Fulton

Magnolia to Jersey, di gal a kiss it like a Hershey

Mi buddy bitter like Certs, see

Mi nah bow so di gal dem a curse mi

CHO! From Kingston to Haiti, all a di badman rate mi (YEAH!!!!)

Dem likkle pussyholes hate but dem niggas nah straight

Dat dem wifey waan date mi (Gunshot!)

I got more gold than Usain (Bolt)

Romp wid di Konvict crew oonu must be insane

Don't touch Autotune if you ain't T-Pain

Cocksman Kardinal will never abstain, NO!!!!



[Chorus: T-Pain]

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!

Man you don't understand, she make the people say yeeeeeeea-aah 

Yeeeeeeeeeeaa-aah, yeeeeeeeeeeaa-ah

She hit the main stage, she make the people say yeeeeeeea-aah (yeah)

Yeeeeeeeeeeaa-aah (yeah), yeeeeeeeeeeaa-ah



[Verse 3: T-Pain]

I can put you in the condo, all the way up in Toronto

Baby, put you in a fur coat, ridin the MurciƩlago

I put you in the beach house, right on the edge of Costa Rica

Put one of them lil' flowers in your hair, have you lookin like a fly mamacita - fuego

'Cause you look so GOOOOD, you make me wanna spend it all on ya

Get up out this club, slide wit ya boy and we can do what you wanna - yeaaah

Baby, I bought you in the back, 'cause you need a lil' persuasion

Plus you need a lil' ventilation

Let's talk about yoooooooooooou, and meeeeeeeeeee



[Chorus: T-Pain]

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!

Oh, I can't believe it!

Ooh, ooh, she all on me, on me

Man, man, I thank she want me, want me

Naw, I, can't leave her lonely, naaaaaw!




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