[Chorus: Trey Songz and T.I.]
I see her every night at a quarter past two
I can see it in her eyes, that she need love too
Red and purple lights keep on flashing on you
She keep me up all night in the champagne
In the champagne room
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma find me a bad bitch, pop me a bottle
Imma hit the club, Imma hit the club,Imma find me a bad bich, pop me a bottle

[Verse 1: B.O.B.]
She say "you only fuck with strippers on the stage, right?"
Na, I just don't like bitches with stage fright
She hating on the way you moving
She just jealous of you cause she couldn't do it herself
But she was dealt the cards she was dealt
See it in your eyes, the pain that you felt
Still you get right on stage when you step
The lights hit your thighs just right, you move left
And then you move right, then you move left
Tonight I'm with the ladies, tonight I'm Hue Hef
See them bands fly inside, and you melt
A sign that you might, could buy a new whip
I don't know what it is but I love it
Third time this week, don't judge me
We up all night on champagne
And she up all night to get lucky
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