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Albums:

Twerk It (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Twerk It (Remix Kit) (Remix Kit) · Twerk It (V.I.C.) · Twerk It Riddim (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Twerk It (Off the Record) · Twerk It (V.I.C.) · 20 Odd Years: The Story of Vic Godard & the Subway Sect (Vic Godard) · Live from the Vic in Chicago [DVD] (Cage the Elephant) · Christmas with Vic Damone (Vic Damone) · The Best of Vic Damone: The Mercury Years (Vic Damone) – and 39 other albums »


(spoken intro)
Vic: ...well.
Steve: Oh yeah?
Vic: Went down ten feet, got a JCB from the road 'cause my other one wouldn't reach. Dug it out...
before I had a deal
Ask Bun B about me
This ain't no snap back, a nigga been trill
By the way, fuck your math
You ain't gotta count it my nigga I can add
1
killing this game so blind as 
Its so clear to its my time 

(Chorus) 

Fyi room by V.I.C. come dominate 
The game so dont come trying, 
This here
{assorted groans, whispers, wails & moans}
{spoken}
A luscious bitch she is, true
But it's not nice to fool mother nature
The proud mother of god
I'm chargin' 16 fever, 16 fever
Nigga, my price cheaper,16 fever

16 fever coke-I-ina
X pills, bubble kush, mid grade reefa
Hoes ridin' vics dog but
Shout out to old Jews and old rules
New blacks with new stacks
I already been the king
Retro act, I'm just bringing it back like Jordan Packs
New
(Alvin) The bass is center solid as a rock
(Christian) When your body starts moving U know U just can't
stop
(Vic) It's played with the soul not just
you work it, can you twerk it lemme know?
Yeah, I'ma lean low nigga, to the flo' nigga
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'?

But can ya' lean low,
you work it, can you twerk it lemme know?
Yeah, I'ma lean low nigga, to the flo' nigga
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'?

But can ya' lean low,
'cause they know my swag be mean 
I can do it by myself or I can do it with my team 
But when I'm with my brothers, we just hit that dream team

Now
, twerk, twerk, twerk
make that azz clap for me
I'm in these muthafcka
drunk with trap money

(It's Dj Fckm scissors to paper I cut'em)
Well God damn
cool, hanging out by the pool
How she doin? What we doin? What we doin? Let me get to it
Sweat it out, one cheek to it
This the theme music, girls
ain't twerkin BITCH BY YI YI

Shawty let me see ya shake it on the flo' butt-naked
Show-stoppin pussy-poppin; damn I like the way you take it
Up
this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By sucking
shadow
Who is this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
Baby, I wanna know it
Get close enough and let me hold it
I'm on it, girl; let me show it
You should choose me tonight
Baby, your body move me
The man who's head expanded.
The man whose head expanded was corrupted by Mr. Sociological
memory. Was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory Man.
ham

Got that old money flow, that Anna Nicole
Just hopped out a cake, bitch I'm Marilyn Monroe
Co Co Loco, by the end of the night
Splash that venom
shadow
Who is this young Vic Tanny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons and daughters of her jealous mother
By
I'd like to tell a story and it goes like this
Before I was makin' money hand over fist
The mid-80's is what I'm talkin' about
You will agree
mom say'but god bless america
Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, to the dawn's early light, light
Mami in the club, full of stars, we got stripes
Walk it
on the floor or bring you to the door ho

All my niggas CN City they Trained To Go shawty (Go shawty)
I got a O-40, wit' like four bodies on it (Bodies on it
strippin? Go on twerk it then, cause' after this

I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad
Everybody on your knees
"It's God!" said the "Polynesse" [Sic]
They worship me mistakenly
I say, "Tiki, who was he?"
Trader Vic at Hinky Dink's