Lyrics:
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Have a house party, all night long
Iz u down is my theme song
Take yo thong off, put me on
T-Raw, I'm in the dub so go and let a nigga bump
'Cause
on Dom
50 G's, hook and song
Ma, I wanna see how you look in thongs
Hustlin', guys that send Po's
'Cause I chop rocks the size of Mentos
Blame me, I
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
(Leggo, leggo) Come on baby keep on doing what you're doing
Lil mama I can see that thong
own
And I'm not gonna pick up the phone
Prolly lit with a cup of patron
New bitch, by my hip, in her thong
I'm getting rich through each and every song
sip so much
My hand is on
I get up by popping them addys
I get up by playing this song
I ride around in my zone
Bitch won't leave me alone
Studio all
a wonton pond
One song was sung so strong
By a busty blonde who’s thong
Was conjured up by conch shell wand
She was fond of bong she played the longest
her in her thong, fuck her to my song
Big racks on me, I got what you want
I be trappin' like I'm Tony, dressed in Saint Laurent
Diamonds dancin' on my
in a thong, I don't know what she on (ooh)
If she ask to spend the night then I might give her what she want (yeah)
I got to put my Perc' in, it's
with the beer pong indie rock songs
What's with the big girls in the thongs
What's with the gold teeth and the tongue
What's with the words devoid
the thong song
Get ya money gul, show em what you really bout
Rasheeda reppin fo the ladies in the south
[Both Choruses]
[Verse 3: Petey]
I can
wrong" (wrong)
Singin' the same old song, take off your thong (thong)
Say you wanna get like me, then try harder (try harder)
It's more than just some
sippin on the Tang (Tang)
Dang, that's when "keepin it real goes wrong" (wrong)
Singin the same old song, take off your thong (thong)
Say you wanna get
to see rumps in Farragama thongs
Bet it look plump when you got pajama's on,
Jump in, let's hit the Bahama's ma',
And it's crunk whenever I'm
to see rumps in Farragama thongs
Bet it look plump when you got pajama's on,
Jump in, let's hit the Bahama's ma',
And it's crunk whenever I'm
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
I been working hard for so long
I just know it's gone pay off
Shawty know it too, this her song
When I pull up, she in a thong
Pretty Boy Cozee way I
Blackford, Block Five, ever live
Deva drive, Psycho shoot bang and drop bomb
We nuh cheerleader but pompom
San Fran-Sisqo do di "Thong Song"
Hot song
must be free
Cabbage tree Cabbage tree
So that is why I wrote this song
Bamboo bong. Last furlong. Brasilian thong
So let me say just one more time
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
thong
Its your birthday lil mama get your Kodak on
But don't quit showin' the world you gunna throw that song
We ain't beefin' like nah we on the positive
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
right where it belong
Emotions bottled up, air it out right in the song
Please don't waste my time got moves to make off ya thong
No sleep in 3 days now
dismay
Grab your thongs
We're going for a ride
Singing songs in my car, feeling happy
Because we're going to the sand
I'll show you who I am
We'll
going on
Take a bitch to the back of the Jeep, she losing her clothes and showing her thong
Shorty ask why I told her to leave, wanna be by myself, wanna
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