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Tuesday, 2 September 2014
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Mystikal - Lyrics


I Got The Hook Up Soundtrack - Album




Shake Somethin'


 







featuring Mia X KLC





Chorus: [KLC and Mystikal]


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Bring that ass over here


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Twerk somethin'


Shake somethin'


Shake that ass over here





[Mystikal]


Oh


You think I can't see you over there shakin' your ass


Watchin' you bouncin' your tities, 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 them tanks, you know who we are


You on a mission with your pussy


You after my papers, straight asshole 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 your name?"


You out the South, y'all bout it, you wanna get entertained?


I said B, I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight


My mouth said 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 ahead girl, handle your business


Twerk somethin'





Chorus X2





[Mia X]





There's gonna have to be a whole lotta big bills wavin' in the air


To make me shake it work it twerk it, take a nigga there


To the sky, get 'em racked up


Tryin' to have relations, dick at atten-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 rug rats at home to feed


But you tryin' to run that line


What you think, you Gineuwine the bachelor


I'll pass you like you don't exist


And part my ass like the red sea, and tell you to kiss


You be the same nigga known to get your fuckin' mack on


And call the wife, it's so precise, and say you won't be back home


Mama's sunshine all in your face with that southern wine


Rodeo style till your toes curl and I'll be


Laying in the gap so picture perfect


Now do you really wanna see a bitch twerk it?





Chorus X 2










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