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Shake Somethin'

Mystikal

(Go ahead, man)
(Or what?)

(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Bring that ass ovah' here!
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Shake that ass ovah' here!

Oh, oh
You think I can't see you ovah' there shakin' yo' ass?
Watchin' you bouncin' yo' titties, I almost dropped my glass
I can't be trippin' on a big ol' booty, I'm supposed to be a star
When you see 'dem tanks, you know who we are!
You on a mission wit' yo' pussy, you after my papers
Straight-ass, whole naked, on your way to my table
So I played it cool and tried to act surprised
Knowin' damn well I've been watchin' this bitch from the side of my eye

She looked my in my face and said: Don't I know yo' name?
You out the South, y'all 'bout it, you wanna get entertained?
I said, Babe, I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight
My mouth's sayin', No, my dick's sayin', Fuckin' right
Man, fuck all that shit, I ain't 'bout to pay this woman to party
Till she turned around, bent over, her pussy hung on my body!
Damn! You know what, bro'? This pussy might be worth somethin'!
Go 'head girl, handle yo' business!
Twerk somethin'!

(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Bring that ass ovah' here!
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Shake that ass ovah' here!

(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Bring that ass ovah' here!
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Shake that ass ovah' here!

And there's gon' have to be a whole lot o' big bills wavin' in tha' air (yeah, uh, uh)
To make me shake it, work it, twerk it, take a nigga there (where?)
To the sky, get 'em racked-up
Tryin' to have relations, dick at a ten, hut! What, what?
Whoa, now, daddy, love to love ya, baby
But you know you gotta pay me
Prolly got a old lady and a few rugrats at home to feed
But you tryin' to run that line, what you think, you Ginuwine, the bachelor?

I'll pass you like you don't exist
And part my ass like the Red Sea, and tell you to kiss (muah)
You be the same nigga known to get yo' fuckin' mack on
And call the wife, it's so precise, and say you won't be back home
Mama's sunshine all in yo' face, with that southern wine
Rodeo-style, till ya toes curl
Aand I'll be layin' in the gap, so picture-perfect
Now, do you really wanna see a bitch twerk it?

(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Bring that ass ovah' here!
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Shake that ass ovah' here!

(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Bring that ass ovah' here!
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
(Twerk somethin') shake somethin'
Shake that ass ovah' here!

Escrita por: The Braids, Mia K Young, Craig Stephen Lawson, B Craig