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Marques Houston - 12 O'Clock (ft. Joe Budden)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marques Houston
Marques Houston
Vocals
Cory Bold
Cory Bold
All Instruments
Joe Budden
Joe Budden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marques Houston
Marques Houston
Songwriter
Joe Budden
Joe Budden
Songwriter
Chris Stokes
Chris Stokes
Songwriter
Cory Bold
Cory Bold
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Mixing Engineer
Chris Stokes
Chris Stokes
Producer
Cory Bold
Cory Bold
Producer
Marques Houston
Marques Houston
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, it's your boy M.H
Joe Budden (Joey)
We at it again, woo
Okay, I got my Bathing Apes, check, outfit check
No need to iron, might need the iron
Put these jewels on, it's likely they'll be eyein'
Ask mami dancin' beside me if she ridin'
Or what she sippin' on — Me? Got my fitted on
She? Something vivid on — we came to get it on
Came to get it on, drink a liq' here
Now everybody throw a drink in the air
Throw it down, come on
I stepped in the party like, whoa, what's the deal with it?
Ain't no hands in the air unless there's a drink with it
Honeys lovin' 'cause they know I rock the bells in here
Thugs with me 'cause they know I roll with Kellz and them
Then I spot mami shakin' like a tambourine
Wanna eat it just like a jelly bean
Mami's giving me all these nasty dreams
And I'm glad I brought my ass to the right party
Oh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Drinks in the club and now we all fucked up
DJ keeps spinnin' the cuts
Ladies drop it like it's hot 'cause we up in here tonight
Ooh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up
Don't nobody move your body, it's a lockout
So everybody join the party
So I stack my chips, make them hits and
I can tell that y'all love my shit and
Got my shirt off with my Timbs on
Here all night so you know what's going on
Mami shake it like a tambourine
Wanna eat you just like a tangerine
Mami's giving me all these nasty dreams
Glad I brought my ass to the right party tonight
Oh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Drinks in the club and now we all fucked up
DJ keeps spinnin' the cuts
Ladies drop it like it's hot 'cause we up in here tonight
Ooh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up
Don't nobody move your body, it's a lockout
So everybody join the party
No more excuses, now in the two doors exclusive
And everything is all inclusive
We can do it all if my boys included
On the phone with her friends, invite 'em all, let's do this
Get things juicy, it's more than enough room in the Jacuzzi
For you to lose the feeling of a groupie
Leave your dude, lose the feeling of a hooptie
New V, Kellz playing "Feelin' On Yo' Booty"
Instead of Ferrar', leave in the garage
Starts with a massage, ends in a menage
Ends in me getting the skins to some DeBarge
Just 'cause she's telling her friends it was DeBarge
4 AM, got a babe on the cell
5 AM, on my way to the 'tel
Runnin' around, 6, same thing, different chick
XL Mag', perfect fit, now to the bridge, let's go
Baby showing me all these crazy things
Got me nibbling on her belly ring
'Bout to get into the swing of things
She keep rubbing againist my swinga thing
We off in the other room so hot
Shorty's 'bout to take off that pink tank top (Take it off, ma)
All I wanna say is, "Shorty, drop it like it's hot" (Now)
Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot
Oh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Drinks in the club and now we all fucked up
DJ keeps spinnin' the cuts
Ladies drop it like it's hot 'cause we up in here tonight
Ooh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up
Don't nobody move your body, it's a lockout
So everybody join the party
Oh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Drinks in the club and now we all fucked up
DJ keeps spinnin' the cuts
Ladies drop it like it's hot 'cause we up in here tonight
Ooh, it's 12 o'clock and we partyin'
Ain't no going home, the doors is all locked up
Don't nobody move your body, it's a lockout
So everybody join the party
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (Okay)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (On Top Entertainment, you know)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, haha (Roc-A-Fella Records)
M.H., Joe Budden (Joey)
Uh, T.U.G., Chris Stokes, I see you, boy
(It's the Roc, you bastards) Holla
Written by: Marques Houston
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