Nick Cannon – Gigolo (Real) Lyrics

[Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We be in the club singing this for money, ha!)

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues
Peep how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
Leave the club, with about three in the mo
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)

[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby are you down
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo Moschino blouse, seven jeans, Black and Lebanese
Hair to her knees, please if you ever need a bachelor from ebony
Just rock to the melody, I got you in bed wit me
I thought you would never leave
She wanna name me like A-merie
Know the chain freeze wrist be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in her thang a reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit me
Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
If I need a girlfriend, it won't be to-day
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducattis, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club, wit a groupie

[Chorus]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues
Peep how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
Leave the club, with about three in the mo
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)

[Verse 2 - Nick Cannon]
Ma I'm busy on tour, ma, you busy on the floor
Ma I'm feeling yo heels, them Christian Dior's
Like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like my favorite records, keep spinning new thangs (HOLLA)
Let my hair grow, cause I was looking for a change
Shorty call me the Scare Crow, I'm looking for some brain
In "The Wiz", there it go, here it is, where the show
Cause through yo dress, I can see yo draws
So shorty just shake it, make a round of applause
If you outta Hypnotic, 'nother round at the bar
And when we parking lot pimping, they surrounding the car
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducattis, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club wit a groupie, wit a groupie

[Chorus]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on vogues
Peep how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HO!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
Leave the club, with about three in the mo
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)

[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mama, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
A throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This the type of ... I'm on, not picking up the phone
Unless you unblock ya joint, then put in ya code
Know when to hit, when Nick get in the booth
Come through in something new, wit an invisible roof
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