Shake Down (Remix) - Lyrics - Don't Matter [CD-SINGLE] - Akon

Title: Shake Down (Remix)
Album: Don't Matter [CD-SINGLE]
Artist: Akon
Composer(s): Giorgio Tuinfort, Aliaune Thiam

Lyric:
Konvict, konvict, stand up, salute, Devon Stephens
Up front is in the building, bless y'all
It's the Konvict album, yeah, y'all done *** up now
I got money now nigga, I got enough money to free all the stars
(It's a shake down, oh)

He ain't lyin', if you sellin' we ain't buyin'
If it's scattered on your block, you best believe we supplyin'
From a *** down to a half a pound, a quarter to a dime
Tryin' to own a piece of Brooklyn like my *** John Klein

Hey, you know me I'm known to rock with
Roll through your spot with, post up block with
Hey, you know me I'm on the block with
Non-stop with, violate and get popped with

Hey, so I suggest you keep steppin' on me
'Cause you will rarely find me without my weapon on me
Got the whole konvict squad bettin' on me
And now the dots around the world are now connectin' on me

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
Do I make myself clear, oh, hey, hey, hey

A fleet of European cars in my driveway
[Incomprehensible]
My shorty ridin' shotgun bumpin' Sadie
Toes hangin' out the window loadin' up my army

You know I keep a bad *** breathin' on me
Also known to have no business with no beefin' on me
And won't hesitate to cock it when them people on me
So guess what, no exceptions to you neither homie

You know I got that African connection
Locked up in a facility correction
I'm a star, style changed hangin' like blaow
Black royals of front, we in the place now

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
Do I make myself clear, oh

Now I'ma show you how to break this down
He'll back show you how to shake this down
First *** to create this sound
Can't believe it took a konvict to shake this town

Dippin' European linen with the V-net
Diamond studded VVS, no less
Kunta Kinte bracelet, lit up the whole set
My *** we on deck, man believe it's no sweat

Need street credibility who you go get
I give you that credibility for the right check
Keep your future on the shelf, quiet where it's best kept
Don't want them upfront shooters bringin' red light

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

Hey now, a bunch of gangstas strapped
So make a way now, when they come wavin' them ***
You know to lay down and give 'em all you got
'Cause it's a shake down, oh

'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
'Cause it's a shake down, oh
Do I make myself clear, oh

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Boombastic (Sting Remix) - Lyrics - Boombastic - Shaggy

Title: Boombastic (Sting Remix)
Album: Boombastic
Artist: Shaggy
Composer(s): Robert Mcdona Livingston, Orville Burrell, King, Jr. Floyd

Lyric:
Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover
Uh, uh, well, sugar here?s another one and another day

Move to this, let me see you jump and twist
Pump your fist ?cause you know it?s hard to resist
As long you know you?re rollin? with the love specialist
Feel the pow, let me put the groove in your hips

The night is young, so let?s go roll with the fun
You got some gum, check it out, gimme some
?Cause I?m about to play an old girl like a drum
She shack attack, poor soul settle down

Girl, what you gon? do with all that body?
(Shake it up all night)
Careful with that thing before you hurt somebody
(Tell me what you like)
Do it, baby

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Gotta holla? to my fellas who be hangin? by the bathroom door
Waitin? for the honeys dance in the dance floor
Push up and get the niggas y?all ready for the score
Now who?s the dog? You?re the one that sung hardcore

Come on I gotta take this part to a new high
Keep it tight, ain?t got no time no fight
You wanna be a player, better know to do it right
Kissin? all the honeys under the disco light

Girl, what you gon? do with all that body?
(Shake it up all night)
Careful with that thing before you hurt somebody
(Tell me what you like)
Let ?em know

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance

Take you where there?s all night action
Dancin? to the beat with a passion
Mr. Lover party?s happenin?
Doin? anything you imagine

I?ll take you where there?s all night action
Dancin? to the beat with a passion
Mr. Lover party?s happenin?
Doin? anything you imagine

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

So baby-baby, let me see you move your body on the dance hall floor
Gotta one, just jigga, shake it up, gimme more
Jerk chicken on the grill, so make the champagne pour
Girl, don?t be a drag, I might show you the door
(What?)

I like to see bodies take and shake
Dressed in lace, uh, and a perfect shape
Girls local and out of state
I got a couple of them and I?m gettin? ready to mate

Cassandra, let?s shake
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Michelle, let?s shake
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

I want Theresa to shake
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Lisa to shake
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground
Let?s dance, let?s shout
(Shout)
Shake your body down to the ground

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Shake It (Nick Carter Remix) - Lyrics - Surfin' USA - Aaron Carter

Title: Shake It (Nick Carter Remix)
Album: Surfin' USA
Artist: Aaron Carter
Composer(s): Joe Smith, Gary Carolla

Lyric:
Yo, this is Aaron Carter
I wanna introduce you to my boys, 95 Cent
And it's all about this new dance
Called 'Shake it'

All around the world
Everywhere I go
I've learned a new dance
That I want you to know

You've got to shake it to the left
Shake it to the right
Shake it, everybody
'Cause it feels so right

Just shake it, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

Now, what you want to do is
Shake it, bake it, twist it all around
Let Aaron take you through it
If you wanna get down

Just shake it to the left
Shake it to the right
Shake it, everybody
'Cause it feels so right

Just shake it, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

All you gotta do
Is shake it all around
Come on, everybody
It's time to get down

And shake it to the left
Shake it to the right
Shake it, everybody
'Cause it feels so right

Just shake it, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

95 South in the house, come on
95 South in the house, come on

Just shake it, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

From London to L.A.
Down to Tampa Bay
Just shake it, just shake it

Frankfurt likes to shake it
New York likes to shake it
Japan likes to shake it
Come on everybody, just shake it

That feels so right, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

Just shake it, shake it
Just shake it, shake it
Just shake it, shake it
Just shake it

Now, what you want to do is
Shake it, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it
Everybody, just shake it

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Jook Gal (Remix) - Lyrics - Elephant Man

Title: Jook Gal (Remix)
Artist: Elephant Man
Composer(s): Gene Griffin, Aaron Hall, Wayne Hardnett, M Plunkett, Teddy Riley, O'Neil Bryan, Johnny Kemp, J Smith

Lyric:
Elephant Man
(Lil' Jon)
Elephant, Lil' Jon
(Hey, hey)
Bone Crusher wid anotha hit song
New York girls Carribean
(Hey, hey)

Brukout and wine to di song oonu wine now
(This is for all the sexy ladies out there, we need to see ya)
Wine up oonu waistline, rotate it like a tire
(Let's go, let's go, hey, let's go)
Sing

Elephant Man
(Lil' Jon)
Shake that booty, turn it around
(Hey, hey, hey)
Back that ass up, wine go down

(Okay)
Shake that booty
(Hey, hey, hey)
Turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air

And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Shake that ass
(Wine, wine)
y'all lookin' fine
(Wine, wine)

One ting deh pon yuh mind
(Wine, wine)
Bend over and wine
(Wine, wine)

Di Jamaican girls
(Wine, wine)
Di New York girls
(Wine, wine)

Mi see di down south girls dem a
(Wine wine, hey)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine, wine

Let me see you wine, let me see you wine
Let me see you wine, hey and shake that shit
Let me see you pop, let me see you pop
Let me see you pop, hey and shake that shit

Let me see you wine, let me see you wine
Let me see you wine, hey and shake that shit
Let me see you pop, let me see you pop
Let me see you pop, hey and shake that shit

Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

Wine up your body, no pushin' and shovin'
(What)
Crowd keep movin', 'cause the music is pumpin'
(Huh)

Girl, keep it groovin' now I see ya dumpin'
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Hey, look here, girl, won't you tell me somethin'
(French?)
Now that this chimney's tumblin'

House to earthquake just keep on comin'
(Huh)
I love them ladies with the extra dunkin'
Now back that ass up and give me somethin'
(What)
To Live me, baby, just move somethin'
(What)

Wine girl, you just so fine, girl
(Yeah)
Let me see ya grind it up, girl
(Yeah)
Elephant and Crusher 'gon rock the world
It's party time, come here, girl

Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

(Put yuh hands on di floor)
Cock up yuh bumpa a little more
Cock it up mek mi slam it like a door
(Put yuh hands on di floor)

Yuh hear mi love it when mi talk to her
Split and spread out like manure
(Put yuh hands on di floor)
Every man love see girl galore

Shabba seh him waan more pon more
(Put yuh hands on di floor)
True yuh goody goody get a encore
Every girl fi brukout like sore
(Mad sick head nuh good)

Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

Love see girls a wine, love see girls a shake dem behind
Search di dancefloor till mi find weh mi flip di coin
Kiprich and di gal dem a wine
Hold up let's go back in time memba Jeanie wine

Memba Jeanie when yuh see mi gimme grind
Now a dancehall queenie queenie time
Jump between di lines stoosh girls stop stoosh dem a wine
Every girl waan dem career shine
(Junk in di trunk)

If yuh nah wine could a get a conflict
Wid it like a Shaolin Monk
(Mi seh junk in di trunk)
Come on girl mek mi see booty bounce
Pon di floor, di dressa or di bank
(All girls)

Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Hand upon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down
Shake that booty, turn it around
Back that ass up, wine go down

Yuh up inna di club and di music sweet
Yuh fi jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Hand upon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Hand pon di ground bumpa inna di air
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up yuh rump
And jook gal
(Jook gal, jook gal, jook gal)

Shake that ass
(Wine, wine)
Y'all lookin fine
(Wine, wine)

One ting deh pon yuh mind
(Wine, wine)
Bend over and wine
(Wine, wine)

Di Jamaican girls
(Wine, wine)
Di New York girls
(Wine, wine)

Mi see di down south girls dem a
(Wine, wine)
Dem a wine, wine, dem a wine, wine, alright

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California Love (Remix) - Lyrics - 2pac

Title: California Love (Remix)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Cocker Hooks Hudson Shakur Stainton Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman

Lyric:
California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin

Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
The state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a

Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it

Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
The life of a west side playa where cowards die
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rose Grands
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love

California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin

Now make it shake
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it

Uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisko, Frisko
Hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadina, where you at
Yeah, Ingelwood, Ingelwood always up to no good
Even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah

Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side

Yeah, That's riight
West coast, west coast
Uh, California Love
California Love

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Salt Shaker (Remix) - Lyrics - Ying Yang Twins

Title: Salt Shaker (Remix)
Artist: Ying Yang Twins
Composer(s): Eric Jackson, Jonathan H Smith, Craig D Love, D'Angelo Holmes

Lyric:
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open, speak so much
They call her Billy ocean, row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She leakin', she's soak and wet, she leakin', soak and wet
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker

P poppin' till you percolate
First booty on duty. no time to wait
Make it work, with your wet T-shirt
Bitch you gotta shake it till your camel starts to hurt

Say the heals on your feet or the strap around your ankle
Call that big bow jangle
Juicy like fruit or dosh like coup Deville
Used to get loose on the goose for real

Five dollars, get your ass a table dance
If you got ten then bring a friend
Hoe shake your ass to the song then
If you ain't with it then we gone then

We ain't no boys, we grown men
If you ain't gon' dance then don't then
Why you wanna waste a niggaz song?
Then see your ass down doin' nothin'

Shawty crunk on the floor wide open, speak so much
They call her Billy ocean, row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She leakin', she's soak and wet, she leakin', soak and wet
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker

Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it
Face the wall shawty, put your hands on it
Bounce that ass up and down make a nigga want it

Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit, this ain't no motherfuckin' drill
Roll that ass round and round like a motherfuckin' wheel
Shake that shit, this ain't no motherfuckin' drill

Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said, let Bruce Bruce hit it
Get crunk with it, get loose with it
Like short said, let Bruce Bruce hit it

Shake that ass real fast then stop, aw shit
Shake that ass real fast then stop, aw shit
Shake that ass real fast then stop, aw shit
Shake that ass real fast then stop, aw shit

Shawty crunk on the floor wide open, speak so much
They call her Billy ocean, row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She leakin', she's soak and wet, she leakin', soak and wet
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker

Shake it like a dollar five or ten
But what would you do for a twenty twen
Get on the stage shake that ass then
Get on the pole do a back ban

I like that do it again
Here's another ten bitch do it again
Work like a game that you playin' to win
Make that pussy fart for the Ying Yang Twins

Sixteen bitches in thongs in one club
The home of the fifth rate bones and butts
[Unverified] bitches splittin' all over the floor
Hornafy, can't deny, certified pro

On the poll upside down, this shit for real
Sixty-nine plenty time will pay a bill
At day she a clerk but night she turn stripper
You're not even dated, you're just tryin' to tip her

Shawty crunk on the floor wide open, speak so much
They call her Billy ocean, row like eighteen wheeler
That hoe find but this hoe killer
She leakin', she's soak and wet, she leakin', soak and wet
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker
Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like a salt shaker

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What'S Your Fantasy (Remix) - Lyrics - Back For The First Time - Ludacris

Title: What'S Your Fantasy (Remix)
Album: Back For The First Time
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Christopher Bria Bridges, Shondrae L Crawford

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Lyric:
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now, give it to me now

Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
(Remix)
Yeah
Give it to me now, give it to me now
Give it to me now

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down, to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let let me know know what's your fanta-ta-sies

You know what I need
Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit
And a nigga who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina L P
And I'll make him go and get my shit

We can go from a fly ass jetta to a coupe De Ville
Hotel tally ho or the Beverly hill
A real nigga not the run of the mill
Come and spank me and make me shoot to kill

From the kitchen then you can move me
To the jacuzzi and out the booty
Come and do your duty
Me and fat dick Ludacris making us a movie

Butt naked in a bed of cash
Make tough stuff stutter when I shake my ass
Damn she back, I though she a thing of the past
Cause I'm a bad bitch and I'm off the glass

Having sex in little jets menage'tois
Getting buck wild no matter where we are
Indie 500 in the back of the car
In a dark ass club on the back of a bar

Never want, never ever wanna leave
Work for me like the league overseas
I want a man to fulfill my needs
Keep my body trembling and buckle my knees

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I gotta kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna do in the canopy
I wanna do it where your girl gon' see and get mad at me
I want a nigga that'll grab the weave
And turn my eyes Chinese

Tell me baby can you handle me?
I wanna do it all in your mouth
Then I'll pull the ass out
Make you bounce till you pass out

Or we can cut up in the grass
And give the neighbors a flash
Can you tell me who the bad motherfucker now?
Said I wanna take-ta-take-take a nigga back to the crib

And I wanna do all the things, do all the things that I never did
Like I up on the top-to-top-top of the projects getting head
Or you can find me in a dro-drop-drop-drop on dubs in the candy red
I like a nigga when he face down, mouth wide
Polo down with them blades on the ride
Give me a pound with the case on the side
But it's okay I'm gon' break something tonight

Oh see get on your knees
And I'll show you what's my fantasy
Like up in the coupe, coupe
Tell your bitch she ain't gotta be mad at me

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

You gotta li-li-li-lick me from my ass to my clit
Then you gotta su-suck the pussy while I sit on your dick
And I wanna talk some shit while I feel it get stiff
And then ruba-dub on my tits while I nut on your lips nigga

I'm a B K Bitch, love to ride dick
Ass in his face, cock spread out
Nigga uptown, nigga down south
Same ol' shit, foot's in his mouth

F-O-X call me rough sex
Especially when a bitch get right on the X
Get it right on X
Fuck him, check right to the next

Those bitches go right, fox right to the left
Nigga can't fuck, burner on his chest
36 D's, Prada on the breast
Baddest, send him home with na-na on his breath

What? How you think a bitch got my rep?
3 mills, still BK to the death
Still don't give a fuck, still pose naked
Still specialize on sittin' on niggas faces

Pop magnum's by the cases, X5 Benz still spend big faces
Big frown, brown, hold first places, you know what you can do nigga?
You can li-li-li-lick me from my ass to my clit
And ruba-dub up on my tits while I nu-nut on your lips, fucka

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy

I wanna li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes
And I wanna move from the bed down to the down to the to the floor
And I wanna uh-uh, you make it so good I don't wanna leave
But you gotta let, let me know know what's your fanta-ta-sies

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Snake [Remix] - Lyrics - R. Kelly

Title: Snake [Remix]
Artist: R. Kelly
Composer(s): Robert Kelly, Darian Morgan

Lyric:
I wanna see you move your body like a snake
Eh yo, can y'all hear me out there? Aight
Now this is what I wanna see
I wanna see all of the ladies line up right here now

Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na', like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Lovin' the way you move so sexy
Mama you're bringin' me to my knees
Hands in the air like you came to party
Shakin' that ass makin' the whole club freeze

Get down, get down
Girl, I wanna dance with you, baby no doubt
Get down, get down
Baby, we can get together turn this party out

Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na', like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Like two gorillas in a jungle makin' love

Poppin' it like a string on a guitar
Superstar you know who you are
Body smokin' like a Cuban cigar
Girl, you're the mama and I'm the dada

The way you're freakin' it it so ya ya
Wil'in' out in the back of my car
Girl, you got me screamin' fiesta
Body language sayin' whatevah

Get down, get down
Love the way you put that thing on me, no doubt
Get down, get down
Baby, we can get together turn this party out

Come on
Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na', like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Y'all ain't gotta go home
But ya gotta get the hell up outta here

3 o'clock we in the hotel lobby
After party in my penthouse suite
Lookin' for a fly shorty to meet
Girl like a, let me see ya freak

The way you're freakin' it is so ya ya
Wil'in' out in the back of my car
Girl you got me screamin' fiesta
Body language sayin' whatevah

Get down, get down
Love the way you put that thing on me, no doubt
Get down, get down
Baby, we can get together turn this party out

Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na', like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Shorty

I be's wit' ball playas of all sports, balla's and playas of all sorts
Some of y'all wanna be playas and ballas in all courts
Okay, let's play, rob scooped me up form midway in a Bentley

Now bubble in the club with wild women that's orderin' beers here's
The hot tub for miles women you're one in a billion
Body mean like Serena Williams, French pedicure, wax resilient

I'm lovin' the way you're movin' erotic
Exotic sexy kittens, sippin' hypnotic
Spotted you shakin' it fast, earthquakin' that ass in denim
And from the beginnin' wanted to taste your venom

Get down, get down
Only one night in town so are you comin' 'cuz baby I got plans
Get down, get down
Big tigger doing big things tonight with R-dot and Rockland

Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na, like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Move your body like a snake ma, like that
Shake it 'til it wanna break ma, like that
Don't hold back let it go na', like that
Let your money make a jump na', like that

Let me see ya go whoa' na, like that
Bring it up and let it roll na', like that
I love the way you work your chocha, like that
You make me wanna get to know ya, like that

Like that, like that, like that, like that

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Like A Pimp (Remix) - Lyrics - David Banner

Title: Like A Pimp (Remix)
Artist: David Banner
Composer(s): Chad Butler, L D B Crump, Wesley Weston, Barry White, Bernard Freeman

Lyric:
David Banner

By the time I done got up in the do'
All I wanna see is phatty drop to the flo'
Come and bump it for the balla' name twist'
While I sit in VIP poppin' Cris' and Mo'
Come and kick it with the playa' that get the ass
And the cash by the incredible bulk
Sippin' Hipnotiq and Hennessy
Yeah we call it Incredible Hulk 'cause I gotta' get that butt,
When I'm up in the club, jackin' booties 'til the mornin'
Thinkin' bout it bonnin', realizing, realizing, that I am zonin'

'Cause the guls here look so good
Somebody need to put them in a magazine, and a
My homies got it from the front to the back
With they straps and they magazines
And a baby show me how you do that roll
Make it jump and jiggle 'cause yo' booty swoll
Come over here show me how you pop it and drop it
You know I love when you work that good dick hoe
Get it crunk it's a kinky thing
Baby gul' let me see you fold up your legs like a chicken wing
Figure how you do those kinky things
Slex it if it's a Chi-town head this Mississippi thang

Cars, got to do it, clothes, got to do it
Ice, got to do it, gul' put yo' booty and get yo' back into it
Put a David Banner crack into it, and I bet your system gon' beat
And this is how the Twista spit it to the remix for these freaks

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

All my ladies say,"Oww"
My female pimps the way that you hit the flo'
And makes a sista' pay cash
Bring it back to daddy can you work that ass out, you know me
It's the M I crooked letter, crooked letter, I
Crooked letter crooked letter, I
Hump yo' back, hump yo' back, I
All my gang bangin' dope slangers throw it up, high

Sets up, you could come to the south talkin' smack and get so wet up
Screamin', "Where's my girl?"
Don't worry buddy, she here with us, shakin' and poppin'
Droppin' real slow but she ain't stoppin' nothin' man
She came to get down for the clique
We got cash so we screamin' out "Shake somethin' bitch"
This is yo' song, let me see your dirty thong
David Banner, Mississippi tell them boys that it's on
(Tell them boys that it's on)

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Y'all know who it is, better believe it's Busta Rhymes
So start runnin' around my nigga
I'm bustin' nigga heads
Instead fill them with lead you better chill
When my runners around, my nigga
I got a lot of bitches playin' with each other in a hotel room
While they rollin' around my nigga
'Cause everytime we in a place every nigga know
Flip Mode gotta' be holdin' it down my nigga

Sick, with a little dro', sick, with a little dough
Sick, with a little flow make you love it a lot
Quick 'cause I gotta' do it and I gotta' rep for the rich
And the little po nigga tuggin' the block
Chicks in the mink sit in the back seat
When I'm on a strip and I roll in the drop
Sip a little bit of yac dip a little
When I whip the Cadillac truck throwing the glock
And we gotta' put it down and

Keep it pimpin' 'til they cannot deny
Just grab yo' bottles and keep sippin', throw your hands in the sky
All of my, people, keep it, goin'
You little sucka' nigga tryna keep it a secret but we blowin' you up
Better get a better grip if you ain't know
That we only messin' with the hoes
Better know wassup, better pour a little yac in my glass
While I'm watchin' my hoes just like a pimp when I'm holdin' my cup
Now watch me pour just a little bit of yac out for my homies
Throw it back out, with a little shorty
Blow her back out, like a pimp, playa

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'

Like a pimp

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4 My People (Basement Jaxx Remix) - Lyrics - Missy Elliott

Title: 4 My People (Basement Jaxx Remix)
Artist: Missy Elliott
Composer(s): Melissa Elliott, Tim Mosley, Eve Jeffers, Nisan Stewart, Craig Brockman, D Nolan

Lyric:
Yo, this is for my motherfucking club heads
You feel me? Yeah

People, gangstas and pimps
And people smokin' that deeper reefer
Up in the club with speaker, I had some base and tweeters
DJ is jockin' needle, sweat 'til I catch a fever
Call me, 'The Illest Diva', yo, I'm on fire

People, go head and drink up
Get in the club, get fucked up
See me, you got get lucked up
Someone to touch your rubber

Show me some love, strip off your clothes
And take off your socks

The party's jumpin', I see something fine
Boy, I wanna kiss you but I'm just too shy
Let me dance with you, let me wear you out
Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out

The music's bangin' way down in my soul
When you dance behind me, I lose all control
Make me grind my hips, make me move my waist
When the music come on, you take my breath away

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

I'm at the bar now and I'm buying drinks
And I got this feeling and it's all over me
I wanna dance with you and lick your face
Take me on the dance floor to feel some ecstasy

The vibe is right now and I'm 'bout to score
Mr. DJ, can you play this joint once more?
'Cause I see the man I want, I want him right away
I'm look him right in his face and say dance with me

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down, get on down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

Freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
Baby, you the mack and you know that
Put the needle on the track
Skip that, flip that, bring the beat back

Oh, freak that, come here, baby, grab me from the back
Baby, you the mack and you know that
Put the needle on the track
Skip that, flip that, bring the beat back

Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres
Uno uno, dos dos, tres tres

Can't stand when a nigga fuckin' up my plans
All night liquored up while I'm trynna dance
Drunk and his breath stink, freaky with his hands
Cocky with his mouth, please like he got a fan

Can't stand when a bitch all in my side
I don't even know her and she all up in my light
Givin' me the side eye like she wanna fight
Philly known for boxing, bitch, better get it right

Can't stand when a DJ fuckin' up the song
Know I'm tryin' to shake my ass all night long
Cuttin' up the same shit all night long
High 'fore I got there, now my shit is blown

Can't stand when it ain't jumpin' like I want
Cats that try to stop my fun, take away my blunt
I don't give a fuck, he ain't gon' take away my fun
See him when this shit is over, make a nigga run

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my motherfucking people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down, down

This is 4 my people, my party people
And this is 4 my people, my ecstasy people
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get on down
C'mon, c'mon, get down, get, get on down

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Salome (Zooromancer Remix) - Lyrics - U2

Title: Salome (Zooromancer Remix)
Artist: U2
Composer(s): Paul Hewson, Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen

Lyric:
Baby, please, baby, please don't go
I got lies to feed, they want skin and seed
Now, don't make me crawl

Baby, please, baby don't bite your lip
Give you half what I got if you untie the knot
It's a promise

Salome, Salome, Salome, Salome
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, please, baby, what's that tune?
Well, I heard it before when I crawled through your door
And my blood turned blue

Baby, please, baby, please slow down
Baby, I feel sick
Don't make me stick to my promise

Salome, Salome
Salome, Salome, Salome, Salome

Baby, please, baby, don't say no
Won't you dance for me
Under the cherry tree
Won't you swing down low?

Please, baby, please say yes
Baby, don't go away, you're spilling me
And your precious love

Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome

Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Shake it, shake it, shake it Salome
Salome

Alright now

Under the spell of your love
Under the spell of your love

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Like A Pimp - Lyrics - MTA2: Baptized In Dirty Water - David Banner

Title: Like A Pimp
Album: MTA2: Baptized In Dirty Water
Artist: David Banner
Composer(s): Chad Butler, L D B Crump, Wesley Weston, Barry White, Bernard Freeman

Lyric:
David Banner

By the time I done got up in the do'
All I wanna see is phatty drop to the flo'
Come and bump it for the balla' name twist'
While I sit in VIP poppin' Cris' and Mo'
Come and kick it with the playa' that get the ass
And the cash by the incredible bulk
Sippin' Hipnotiq and Hennessy
Yeah we call it Incredible Hulk 'cause I gotta' get that butt,
When I'm up in the club, jackin' booties 'til the mornin'
Thinkin' bout it bonnin', realizing, realizing, that I am zonin'

'Cause the guls here look so good
Somebody need to put them in a magazine, and a
My homies got it from the front to the back
With they straps and they magazines
And a baby show me how you do that roll
Make it jump and jiggle 'cause yo' booty swoll
Come over here show me how you pop it and drop it
You know I love when you work that good dick hoe
Get it crunk it's a kinky thing
Baby gul' let me see you fold up your legs like a chicken wing
Figure how you do those kinky things
Slex it if it's a Chi-town head this Mississippi thang

Cars, got to do it, clothes, got to do it
Ice, got to do it, gul' put yo' booty and get yo' back into it
Put a David Banner crack into it, and I bet your system gon' beat
And this is how the Twista spit it to the remix for these freaks

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

All my ladies say,"Oww"
My female pimps the way that you hit the flo'
And makes a sista' pay cash
Bring it back to daddy can you work that ass out, you know me
It's the M I crooked letter, crooked letter, I
Crooked letter crooked letter, I
Hump yo' back, hump yo' back, I
All my gang bangin' dope slangers throw it up, high

Sets up, you could come to the south talkin' smack and get so wet up
Screamin', "Where's my girl?"
Don't worry buddy, she here with us, shakin' and poppin'
Droppin' real slow but she ain't stoppin' nothin' man
She came to get down for the clique
We got cash so we screamin' out "Shake somethin' bitch"
This is yo' song, let me see your dirty thong
David Banner, Mississippi tell them boys that it's on
(Tell them boys that it's on)

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Like a pimp

Y'all know who it is, better believe it's Busta Rhymes
So start runnin' around my nigga
I'm bustin' nigga heads
Instead fill them with lead you better chill
When my runners around, my nigga
I got a lot of bitches playin' with each other in a hotel room
While they rollin' around my nigga
'Cause everytime we in a place every nigga know
Flip Mode gotta' be holdin' it down my nigga

Sick, with a little dro', sick, with a little dough
Sick, with a little flow make you love it a lot
Quick 'cause I gotta' do it and I gotta' rep for the rich
And the little po nigga tuggin' the block
Chicks in the mink sit in the back seat
When I'm on a strip and I roll in the drop
Sip a little bit of yac dip a little
When I whip the Cadillac truck throwing the glock
And we gotta' put it down and

Keep it pimpin' 'til they cannot deny
Just grab yo' bottles and keep sippin', throw your hands in the sky
All of my, people, keep it, goin'
You little sucka' nigga tryna keep it a secret but we blowin' you up
Better get a better grip if you ain't know
That we only messin' with the hoes
Better know wassup, better pour a little yac in my glass
While I'm watchin' my hoes just like a pimp when I'm holdin' my cup
Now watch me pour just a little bit of yac out for my homies
Throw it back out, with a little shorty
Blow her back out, like a pimp, playa

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'

Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'
Real girls get down on the flo' on the flo'

Like a pimp

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Laffy Taffy (Remix) - Lyrics - D4l

Title: Laffy Taffy (Remix)
Artist: D4l
Composer(s): Lefabian Williams, Dennis Butler, Larry Curtis Johnson, Adrian Parks, Michael Edwin Johnson, Richard Wayne Jr Sims

Lyric:
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

I'm lookin' fa Mrs. Bubble Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna dun dun dun
Oh, 'cuz you so thick

Girls call me Jolly Rancher
'Cuz I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
Oh my god!

Girl dis ain't no dance flo'
Dis a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up
And I got mo' dro

I pop, I roll
It's off, I know
It's da summertime
But yo' laffy taffy got me froze

Get loose
Get low
Don't be shy
I'm faybo

I know you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
What's hapnin'? What's up? What's up?
Let's go, let's go, let's go

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

Cum on trick, cum on trick
Here go Mr. Chocolate
I like da way you break it down
Waddle, stop you watchin' it

Laffy taffy I'm likin' it
Big ol' ass you shakin' bi***
Close yo mouth and don't say shit
Bend on ova' and hit a split

Work dat pole then work it well
Stacks on deck, yo ankles swell
Girl let me touch ya
I will neva tell

The security guard don't scare nobody
Damn right I touched dat ho
All dis money just hit da flo'
D4L I'm ready to go

Ho can't even shake no mo'
Dey tired out, let's ride out
Bitch wanna go, den she can go
When she get in my car, I ain't playin' no mo'

Start movin' on my faybo
Bitch she probably already know
Let me see dat laffy taffy
(Dun dun dun)

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

Say baby girl
A what you gon' do?
I got a hundred 1's
I wanna po' on you

Just keep dat ass shakin'
And I'ma keep tippin' you
While I sit back like a playa
Sippin' Grey Goose

Feelin' all loose
'Cuz girl you on yo' job
You got my dick hard
Da way you touch dem toes

Workin' dem micros
On da stilettos
You made it skeet skeet skeet
Like a water hose
(Candy girl)

Got me goin' in my pocket
Pullin' out mo' dough
Let da waitress know I need to order
Five hundred mo'

You could best believe lata on we headed to da mo'
So go on and pack dem bags
And let's mothafuckin' go
I'm waitin' on yo' fine ass at da front do'
Girl you don' know

I'ma toss da laffy taffy
Toss it, flip it and slap it
Bust a couple of nuts
And get right back at it

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy

Girl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
(Candy girl)
Dat laffy taffy

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We Be Clubbin' (Clark World Remix) - Lyrics - Ice Cube

Title: We Be Clubbin' (Clark World Remix)
Artist: Ice Cube
Composer(s): Rick Cousin, O'Shea Jackson

Lyric:
We be clubbin'
Hey, hey, hey, hey, look here, look here
First of all, I wanna welcome
All y'all broke ass entreponiggas to the Player's Club

It's packed, niggas don't know how to act
We the macks, V.I.Ps in the back
With a stack of numbers, my niggas like 'em dumber
We oughta get 'em smarter, baby take my order

The only shark that swim in Henn, no water
Got ya daughter doin' shit you don't think she oughta
Gave the order to slaughter any ass like that
You know how the Loni act off the Cognac

Brainiac with maniac, Mack 10
Down ta get this mothafuckin' party crackin'
Nigga, back in so we can smoke a dub
Down ta bump all these bitches at the club, show me love

We be clubbin'
Everybody likes when the girl shakes somethin'
Nigga, don't pull nothin'
We ain't dumpin', we just bumpin' an' bangin'
Like it ain't nothin' wrong, get ya club on

We be clubbin', we be clubbin'
We be clubbin', we be clubbin'

We gettin' in free, so what the fuck now?
Dub S.C.G. just touched down, show a nigga 'round
'Least take a nigga to the sto'
Y'all in fo' the night? Hell, no

Security, bail slow up in the club
Remember when they push an' shove, it's only love
Dubs for everybody waitin' on us
An' fuck everybody hatin' on us

Debatin' on us, but we only visitin'
Ain't tryin' ta fuck with niggas in lizard skins
I see you watchin' me, you should watch her
'Cause if she sick of yo' shit, I'm the doctor, rock her

Show her to the car
An' see how bad she wanna meet these stars
They know who we are, West side
Nigga, meet me by the bar

Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft
Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft

Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft
Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft

We be clubbin', we be clubbin', we be clubbin'

Baby, beware, Ice Cube is on tilt
Waitress bitchin' off the drinks my nigga spilt
Everybody's sweatin' like it's Armageddon
1999, party over, oops, I'ma still grind

Straight from the West, put away yo' 9
DJ, can ya play my shit one mo' time?
Goddamn, you fine, my nigga speak on it
She got ass for days, put a week on it

Now everybody in the world love to go clubbin'
An' after the club, it's either breakfast or fuckin'
Hope we ain't duckin' from haters in the parkin' lot
Who ain't got nothin', tryin' to prove somethin'

Frontin', we be the niggas who be bluntin'
On our way to the Marriott, keep 'em very hot
West side, hittin' hairy cock
All night long, get ya club on

We be clubbin'
Everybody likes when the girl shakes somethin'
Nigga, don't pull nothin'
We ain't dumpin', we just bumpin' an' bangin'
Like it ain't nothin' wrong, get ya club on

We be clubbin', we be clubbin'
We be clubbin', we be clubbin'

Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft
Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft

Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft
Shake it off, shake it off, take it off
Break it off, break it off, make it soft

We be clubbin'
Everybody likes when the girl shakes somethin'
Nigga, don't pull nothin'
We ain't dumpin', we just bumpin' an' bangin'
Like it ain't nothin' wrong, get ya club on

Homeboys, show me love up in the club
Home girls, show me love up in the club
Security, show me love up in the club
Owners, show me love up in the club

Waitress', show me love up in the club
Bartenders, show me love up in the club
L.A., show me love up in the club
The Bay, show me love up in the club

Chicago, show me love up in the club
St. Louis, show me love up in the club
Miami, show me love up in the club
New York, show me love up in the club

Detroit, show me love up in the club
Houston, show me love up in the club
K.C., show me love up in the club
Denver, show me love up in the club

D.C., show me love up in the club
Atlanta, show me love up in the club
Memphis, show me love up in the club
Dallas, show me love up in the club

I might spend a dub, bitch

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Hypnotized (Remix) - Lyrics - Plies

Title: Hypnotized (Remix)
Artist: Plies
Composer(s): Algernod Lani Washington, Aliaune Thiam

Lyric:
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin? up and down

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

It's two o'clock in the mornin'
I'm yiked up and I'm horny
All I need now is some moanin'
That pussy got me zonin'

Her vibe tell me she want it
She gotta fuck as she on me
I got her now 'cause she?s jonin'
I know in the panty she foamin'

I'm locked eyes on that monkey
I know she wet 'cause she told me
That ass on her, she pokin'
Every nigga in here scopin'

I see me up in her pokin'
She bent over and I'm strokin'
Her cheeks spread wide open
I'm beatin' it and I'm focused

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that

(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash

(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that

(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash

She bad as hell and she swoll
I'm tryna play in her hole
Lil' mama a dime, she cold
I fuck her once and she sold

I want her naked, no clothes
I'm in the private shows
No limit, anything goes
I?ma let her ride me, her toes

Just stand in front of me and pose
You touch mine, I touch yours
To get her sprung is my goal
First time I seen her, I froze

I had to get her, she knows
She buck'd it then she fold
?Cause I?m too real and she knows
She wanted a goon and it show

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that

(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash

(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that

(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down

You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round

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