Written By M. Mathers, A. Thiam, M. Strange, L.

A Remix Of the first single from Akon’s second album, Konvicted,

It features Akon’s unused lyrics and unused beat[Intro: Akon]

Shady, Konvict, Upfront

[Pre-Chorus: Akon]

I feel you creepin'

I can see it from my shadow

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo

Maybe go to my place

And just kick it like Tae-Bo

And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me

[Chorus: Akon]

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

[Verse 1: Akon]

Shorty, if you wanna ride, you can ride on me

We can bump heads and collide on me

Want beef? Damn right, can rely on me

To bring that Campbell like Naomi

Just pull that girl and take it on easy

Lookin' all oiled-up and all greasy

'Bout that time you stop that teasin'

Way that you drop done got me here cheesin'

What's funny is that you takin' all my money for real

I'd rather spend it on you right now than my homie's bail

And I can see that's what you're made fo'

And ain't ever been no lame ho

With that booty bought and paid fo'

Won't move 'til you on my payroll

[Pre-Chorus: Akon]

I feel you creepin'

I can see it from my shadow

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo

Maybe go to my place

And just kick it like Tae-Bo

And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me

[Chorus: Akon]

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

(Yeah, yeah, Stat Quo! Ahhh!)

[Verse 2: Stat Quo]

I love when you do it

Girl, move to it like you're used to it

Drop it down, I want to put my thing through it

To the crib we go, go fast and slow

Make it twirl like a stripper, slide down my pole

Shorty ass so swole, got your boy like, "Whoa!"

One night with me, now she wanna marry Stat Quo

But I'm like, "No, let's keep it on the low

On occasion let me come through and tap that hole."

Make you lose control and all her girls know

That I hit it right at night, I'm a pro

I only come 'round and get sexual

If she flexible and bisexual

I might stay around for a longer time

Only if, only if she can blow my mind

I can hurt that, murk that, work that spine

Now she in love and wants to be mine; Stat Quo, yeah!

[Pre-Chorus: Akon]

I feel you creepin'

I can see it from my shadow

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo

Maybe go to my place

And just kick it like Tae-Bo

And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me

[Chorus: Akon]

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

(Yeah, it's Bobby Creek, know what I'm sayin'?)

[Verse 3: Bobby Creekwater]

The ice in the watch reflects the light to her

The money quite green and the ice light bluer

The swag might kill her, so I said good night to her

She don't want me to leave, I can see right through her

So we dipped out, burn one, trip out

Get low like Caribbean limbo

Didn't go out like light, baby girl, get right

Head so swole my hat don't fit right

We can cruise in the car or we could take flight

The middle of the night, make your body ape like

Mike Vick against the Eagles

Call myself a king 'cause I'm regal

To be this hot is not legal

But we don't care—listen, baby, it's a fact that

If you drop back I'ma quarterback sack that

We can go deep and I can shark attack that

Say you don't remember where your keys and your hat at?

[Pre-Chorus: Akon]

I feel you creepin'

I can see it from my shadow

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo

Maybe go to my place

And just kick it like Tae-Bo

And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me

[Chorus: Akon]

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh

Smack that, all on the floor

Smack that, give me some more

Smack that, 'til you get sore

Smack that, oh-ohhh-oh-ohh