Lyrics:
Bend it over, touch yo toes
Show that thang sus
Make it clap, throw it back
On that thang sus
Ima show you how to act
On that thang sus
Ride out
more 'Tron, if this your song
Won't you gone over there and do that thang
Don't be 'shamed by that booty, body, do it shawty, you been naughty
(Good Gawd) That thang’s so tight
That’s right
Oh snap, what’s cracking, what’s popping, what’s bubbling?
You’ve got space in the waist but that inseam
heart
Come by the long way deep in the summer day
I'll be there with you
(That's where I heard it for myself)
I will always think about you
That's why
dead
It's too much paper to get can ya dig it?
Later on this evening I got a lick nigga is you down wit' it?
Shit...
Game that's my thang
And it
Simple and plain they ain't got a fucking blue's clue
This ain't the same thang
This ain't the same thang
This ain't the same thang this not what you
you work that beat
The way you move your body is so sexy
Left right left right
Bounce them cheeks
Got every man in here like
Hmmm
Baby your bodies
got to hope and pray
That Father God Him ah go turn all yuh
darkness
Into a brighter day
Mr gunman you can live your life
Any way you want to
But
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
tweet and I just knew I had to use it
Hold that thang to my forearm like schlongs it hit my humerus
And stretched to my fingertips if you ain't know
I leave you sprung maybe
I have your head spinning sayin' 50 so crazy
I don't play no games, I don't play no games
See when I'm in that thang
With ya friends
And you dancing by ya lonely
Walked up
Like can I have
This dance while that
Sexyy red going
And the way lil mama
Threw that thang back
hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
you got it
You know, you know you got it
You know, you know you got it
You got it, yeah
Oh you got it, thats why you got me on topic
I'm skipping
the kitchen I cook right
Cook pies
Hard times she stood by Me
Ain't a thing that she won't buy me
Ain't a thing that I won't buy her
Big bands still can't buy
to please.
Oooh I got ya back
When those fools be talkin' smack,
Cause they jealous of this thang we got.
I'm the one that be givin' you
(Oh) in
would amount to nothin'
That I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence
Or be silenced by a gunman
I could just hear the folks now, "He
That's why I never be ashamed around you, baby
You know I'll always do my thang around you, ba-by
You know I'll never be ashamed around you, baby
You know
I love girls
Girls girls girls
Girls I do adore
I love girls
Girls girls girls
Girls I do adore
I gotta girl out in Idaho
Yeah she got the tightest
be making it rain (It rain) lil shawty be throwing that thang (Throwing)
Big Thangs Big Thangs Big Thangs (She got them)Big Thangs
Now I keep a Glock
[Chorus]
Cause you know it ain't a thang to me
I’m on the road and you niggas know
That I gotta get it
I’m on the grind
Gotta thang for green
like I'm loathing in Las Vegas
Haven't got the vaguest why I'm so lost
But I'd make you this small wager
If I bet you I'll be in tomorrow's paper
Who
If you need it then I got it on me
Riding round with the thang on me
That's not cologne that's the stank on me
By the liter look I got it on me
If
the openings
On that marijaun' and I'm gone, yeah I'm on that shit yeah I'm the shit
You got yours, i got mine
I get it man yeah all the time
I Don't need yours
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