Tekst piosenki 'No Clothes Zone' wykonawcy Dj Casper

Caspaws

Uh yeah, ok
Uh huh, yeah
Uh, this what I want ya'll do, right
This is for all the girls with the hesitation
Aahh

Drop it low girl, to the ground
Put your hands in the air, say (ow)
Look, I know you like my style
So what you waitin’ for, we can leave right now
Won't you come over, to the crib, just relax let me show you how I live
And you ain't gotta worry bout ya outfit
Cuz its the no clothes, baby just strip

She got a lot of back
I got a lot of tats
She got a twitter page
I'm tryin’ to follow that
She really trippin’ if she think my swag not in tact
Shorty got too much pride, she betta swallow that
I'm mister pop tags, I'm where its poppin’ at
I'm tryin’ to pop her too, so where the bottles at
She playin’ hard to get, cuz I got a thing for her
Earth versus saturn, she wan’t a ring on her (nahh)
See you far from a b, I ain't far from a hov
But I'm far from a we
To explain my game is far from weak
And if I wanted a girl, it be far from she
Whoops, I mean thats far from you, a relationship what we not gonna do
This ain't no game of who plays who, just do what the song say do (now)

Drop it low girl, to the ground
Put your hands in the air, say (oww)
Look, I know you like my style
So what you waitin’ for, we can leave right now
Won't you come over, to the crib, just relax let me show you how I live
And you ain't gotta worry bout ya outfit
Cuz its the no clothes, baby just strip

I said I gotta girl, she like I got a man
But said that she ain't care, so I ain't give a damn
I told her get a friend, so we can get it in
Lets play connect the dots, I'll be the middle man
I be the one to take you out the state you livin in
And make you floss daily, like a dental plan
You be my cinnamon, to my cinnabun
I got that candy love
Now come and get you some
Girl what you wanna do, said you road with your friend
But I gotta car too
I'm not a pimp, that is not at all true
I just walk with a limp, talk like a boss do
We ain't gotta rush to the crib
Drop you off where you live
Later on call you
It's never a game of who plays who
Girl do what the song says do (now)

Drop it low girl, to the ground
Put your hands in the air, say (oww)
Look, I know you like my style
So what you waitin' for, we can leave right now
Won't you come over, to the crib, just relax let me show you how I live
And you ain't gotta worry bout ya outfit
Cuz its the no clothes, baby just strip

I know you want me girl, baby I'm a star
(Take it off, take it off, take it off)
You wanna join my band, drive in my car
(Take it off, take it off, take it off)
I'm gonna sign ya t-shirt, you touch my guitar
(Take it off, take it off, take it off)
And if you got ya friends, you can bring them all
(Take it off, take it off, take it off)
But first (ok)

Jeans departed, shirt dismissed
Sheets suspended, I'm convinced
That if she lays down I'ma climb up in
Show her pradas ain't the only reason I'm the man
Body sweatin', legs shakin', back scratches
Bed breakin', like the grown ups we love makin'
No clothes zone, butt naked

Drop it low girl, to the ground
Put your hands in the air, say (oww)
Look, I know you like my style
So what you waitin’ for, we can leave right now
Won't you come over, to the crib, just relax let me show you how I live
And you ain't gotta worry bout ya outfit
Cuz its the no clothes, baby just strip

Take it off, take it off, take it off (ahhh, uh huh, yeah)