Britney Spears: Ohhhh! Usher e Ludacris: Yeah, yeah, yeah, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush, Yeah, yeah, yeah, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush, Usher: Up in the club with my homies, Trying to get a lil V-I, keep it down on the low key, 'Cause you know how it is. I saw Shorty she was checkin up on me From the game she was spittin' in my ear You would think that she knew me. So we decided to chill Conversation got heavy, She had me feelin like she's ready to blow! (Watch Out!, Watch Out!) She's saying "come get me, come get me", So I got up and followed her to the floor, She said "baby let's go" When I told her I said Britney Spears: With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride You're toxic, I'm slipping under With the taste of a poison, I'm in paradise I'm addicted to you Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do Don't you know that you're toxic? It's getting late to give you up I took a sip from the devil's cup Slowly it's taking over me (Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush) Too high, can't come down It's in the air and it's all around Can you feel me now? Usher: Gettin' low! I'm like yeah, just work that out for me She asked for one more dance and I'm like, yeah, How the hell am I supposed to leave? and I said Britney Spears: With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride You're toxic, I'm slipping under With the taste of a poison, I'm in paradise I'm addicted to you Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do Don't you know that you're toxic? Don't you know that you're toxic? Ludacris: Watch out! My outfit's ridiculous, In the club lookin' so conspicuous. And Rowl! These women all on the prowl, If you hold the head steady I'm a milk the cow. Forget about the game I'm a spit the truth, I won't stop till I get em in they birthday suits. So gimmie the rhythm and it'll be off with they clothes, then bend over to the front and touch your toes. I left the jag and I took the Rolls, If they aint cutting then I put 'em on foot patrol. (Taste of your lips I'm on a ride) (Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush) How you like me now, When my pinky's valued over three hundred thousand, Lets drank you the one to please, Ludacris fill cups like double d's. Me and Ush once more and we leave 'em dead, We want a lady in the street, but a freak in the bed to say Britney Spears: With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride You're toxic, I'm slipping under With the taste of a poison, I'm in paradise I'm addicted to you Don't you know that you're toxic? Intoxicate me now With your loving now I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready now Intoxicate me now With your loving now I think I'm ready now Usher e Ludacris: Yeah, yeah, yeah, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush, Yeah, yeah, yeah, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ush, Ush, Ush, Ush, By: Lord SAJ Rethebe (Saulo)