Lyrics:
take dat guh show lil jon and petey pab how you shake dat
Stuff never be trippin' she cuttin' like it ain't nothin' an'
Info maniac always got fussin'
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
her nigga now
Short tall slim thick just shake dat shit
Black white asian or Indian
West coast east coast down south legit
Throw it back for a real
right down to the Woodstock
Can't seem to shake her
Just gonna have to take her
Baby girl you dancing with me in the big screen
You don't gotta be pretty
the ghetto we turnin' fine hoes into petals
Hands on our metals never have to fetch hoes
They come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
To get stuck by
the ghetto we turnin' fine hoes into petals
hands on our metals never have to fetch hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
sure look sweet
Fine young lady standin' by
Come on baby, sweet eye delight
Come here girl
You look so sweet when you're movin' to the beat
I'm
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
jam karte game h
Ayeeee am a super cream super wavy
Hit sa day hit si light living super crazy
Ship sa shake ship si sight sipping shipping baby
bout to have it all don't trip
So so, so, so shake that ass
Just roll them hips play with that clit
If I pull it out baby you could stroke a bit
If you
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
Yeah baby!Snoop Dogg you done did it again
You shitted on these niggas and bitches
Oh!Doggys Angels westcoast females
Three plus three five plus
break I can't wait
To see you in them high heels, making the track shake
I stack weights, so you know money ain't a thang though
It's Baby Bash
little ho, you
This is for the ho in you
In you, the ho in you
This is for the ho in you
In you, the ho in you
I be the H to I to dash ya see
pon it, gal yuh like dat
Tek it from front or from back
Baby, foot pan shoulder (foot pan shoulder)
Cocky just a push likе stroller
Siddung pon it, gal
Beep!
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold digging for them
Make that boy spend all his cash
Told her throw dat ass baby know she going to shake it
Make it clap go crazy
Throw it back don't be lazy
She doing
Wah gwan baby?
Wah gwan baby?
Wah gwan baby?
Wah gwan baby?
Shake it fi di boss
Get naked fi di boss
X-rated fi di boss
Best playlist fi di
Ha face
And She Gon Love Da Way How It Taste
Ayeee Hold On
2 Percs Dat Will Make Her Body Shake
2 Pumps Then I Grip Her By Da Waist
2 Nuts Then I
left to right, and I'm dressed so super tight
Baby girl shake it like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air
Table dances by
got sprayed by Ike) shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
(Hitmaka)
Ooh (yeah), outta sight
Twenty bands, I ran through (ooh)
Yeah, pussy tight
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