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(*gun shots & ambulance*)
[Chorus - 4x] Let me see what you working with, working with Let me see what you twerking with, that`s my girl
[C-Murder] I don`t wanna see your eyes, I just wanna see your ass And I wanna see you make that thang bounce so fast I got fifteen ones, and fifteen fives And I wanna see it clap about fifteen times Sip the crystal, if you want some wine But pass me the moet, I`m bout to make a poet Let it bounce, shake it fast, throw them bows, touch your toes Girl back that thang up, back that thang up I wanna see you twerk something, hurt something That`s right, show the world, now that`s my girl Bounce left, bounce right, girl you look so tight Aiight, we can kick it like this all night
[Chorus - 4x]
[C-Murder] I like em tall, I like em short, I like em bright, I like em dark To get love, she got to be sitting on dubs At the club cute face, nice thighs, daddy`s eyes And she looking at me funny, I hope it`s not my money You a big fine woman I can see your tattoos I should call the police cause you packing one of them tools Girl you giving me the blues, or should I say blue balls And you got more junk in your trunk than a U-Haul Now shake what your mama gave you I`m so glad that your daddy made you Strip clubs is the place that pays you And no I ain`t no Captain Save-A Now take it off, take it off And let a TRU playa break you off something freak
[Chorus - 4x]
[C-Murder] Nobody moves, nobody get`s hurt I wanna see the girl with the wet t-shirt She told me to call her when they play this song And she`d give me a dance with the g-string on And she`ll let it hang and make it clap and make it clap Oooh, how I like it when she do it like that One, my girl, two, show the world Three, that`s my song, four, put your g-strings on
[Chorus - 4x]
Now shake what your mama gave you You look good and your daddy made you - 2x
Now bounce, let it bounce, bounce what Let it bounce, bounce huh, let it bounce Just do the damn thang girl
(*ad-libs*)
TRU Records, respect us, yeah...
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