Drop It (Holmes Rupert)

You and me can beat this rap It's a rat race headin' for a mouse trap Let's drop it Mmm, honey, let's drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it Who's got what and what's got who? Ain't got one damn thing to do with me and you Let's drop it Mmm, honey, let's drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it Drop these games of droppin' names They can't impress me less Drop a stitch 'cause some rich bitch Tells you how you should dress Styles and trends are all dead ends Just smoke rings in the air And you know it's true that I love to see you When you ain't got a thing to wear Mmm, let's get off the assembly line I want to make your body a friend of mine Hmm, drop it Whoa, honey, let's drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it Who is in and who is out? Is not exactly what I thought we'd talk about Let's drop it Oh, honey, let's drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it What we've got and what we've not Will change from week to week We could stash a pile of cash If cash is all we seek Why not blow a wad of dough And see the world at large? If the world should end, least we'll know, my friend That we both beat out Master Charge All our cares and all our woes And all our so-called friends who treat us more like foes Let's drop 'em Spend it as they lend it Better us than them, I guess What we don't spend now finds its way somehow To a guy at the IRS All my talk's gone on too long We'll let the guitar player take out this song While we drop it Mmm, honey, let's drop it Mmm, please don't stop it Drop it Whoa, baby, don't stop it Mmm, drop it Mmm, stop it Oh, honey, let's drop it