This is AC wit Britney (yeah)
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We goin' out tonight
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This is gonna be a hot one baby
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AC:
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(Ay oh) let me do my thing with a New York verse
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AC will make you hot, girl remove your shirt
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I got my eyes closed you could do your dirt
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And by the way, do you still got that school girl skirt?
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Like the cops imma watch her watch me
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Shot with a chaser like the paparazzi
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Its crazy she still on top a the biz
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I'm with Brit, while KFed watchin' the kids
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Britney (verse 1):
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He was kinda like a summer fling
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Hot and heavy through that April rain
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May and June he was after me
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By July, it was getting hypnotic
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So he kinda started feelin my fame
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I don't really wanna say his name
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All I know is I liked his drank
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All my girls say mmm if you feel me
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I saw you there, I cant get you out my sight boy
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Better go and get another drank, cuz you aint getting none of mine, no
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Chorus:
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Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on
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Baby, baby, baby
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Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on
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Baby, baby, baby
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Britney (verse 2):
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What I feel is more than a crush
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Then again, its not quite love
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Just enough to fill my cup
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Whatever you do, just keep it flowin'
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So tell me how you like it babe
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On the rocks, or straight up babe
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Oh boy don't be afraid, I'm right here and I'm gonna show ya
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I saw you there, I can't get you outta my mind, boy
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Better go and get another drink
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All my girls say
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Chorus:
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Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on
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Baby, baby, baby
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Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on
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Baby, baby, baby
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I can't ignore it boy I feel like I'm yours
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The way you look at me I just can't say no
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So we should hook up, who knows where we will go
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Cause baby when I'm with you, I feel I'm losing control
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Oh boy you hit the spot
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See baby, please don't stop
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Do you like my lemon drop (just taste it baby)
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You make me feel so hot
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Summertime love is all we got
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Here we are, lets take a shot
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(this is AC baby)
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AC:
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All the tabloids tell me how you was a handful
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Toxic, try to make you an example
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You know me, I'm just tryin' to have you shoot for the airport(?)
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Cause all this stress got me losing my hair too
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Lets release, get live on the track
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Got my baby in the whip, she could ride on my lap
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Put that one finger up mommy, guzzle some more
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Tell them the only issues you got is the covers your on, uh
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One more drink, make us some a the bomb
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Order shot, bartender gave one in the arm
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All you rappers better recognize the best
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Cuz AC about to blow like a breathalyzer test
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Chorus:
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Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on
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Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on
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Baby, baby, baby
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So clap
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Baby that's so clap
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So clap (so clap common)
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Are you ready for that's so clap
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So clap, are you ready for that's so clap
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So clap, are you ready for that's so clap
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So clap, are you ready for that so clap
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What Your Sippin On
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| Britney Spears |
