Outta Control Baby Bash (Ft. Pitbull)

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[Baby Bash *slowed down*]
I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ
I don't need no love, all I need is the DJ

[Baby Bash]
(Verse 1)
It was midnight
I got the booty call
She said, "I'm at the club"
So I threw on my drawers
I'm lookin' throwed in my fit, candy coat on my whip
The popos all on my tip, but man, I don't even trip
Sent me a dirty text
So I texted her back
Scooped up the Stooie boy, cause he had a purple sack
And now we gone with the wind, and so, we poppin' again
We rebel rockin' and rollin', this club is outta con-, outta con-
Uh, uh

Chorus: Baby Bash (Pitbull in background)
Outta control, she got me outta control (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
She make you go crazy when she out of the floor (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
She know the DJ, he's on some Serato
He date them models
He crack them bottles (Everybody say)