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Sir Michael Rocks
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Move Something
Woa woa woa woa woa Woa woa woa woa woa What? What? What? What? What? Let's go Let's go, I said
I told her to juke something Make it wetter if you want to You can let us get the key to the trunk boo You can make a hundred G's on your birthday (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl)
(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) Damn girl, why you so bad? (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) (She want it, she had it, she need it, she got it, she gotta get checks) How you get er dumpin like that (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl)
She got a trunk, she got a wagon You gotta drive that shit, gon crash it You gotta whip that thing like a racing horse And then we shoot cocaine and race the Porsches It's business first, then we play I fuck nothing but actresses, NBA Ok, ok, ok, ok Like Detroit in ACL, nigga we don't play I'm in the Panamera whippin around, me and my youngins Got to Lenore, she 19 but she dumped it The police pulled up the I'mma punch it I'm drunk drivin on my way to the function Man fuck these niggas, man fuck these bitches Man if they ain't tryina see you shine Easy as a shot from the freethrow line Gonna make a hundred G's all the time
I told her to juke something Make it wetter if you want to You can let us get the key to the trunk boo You can make a hundred G's on your birthday (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) Damn girl, why you so bad? (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) (I know you want it baby, I know you see I see) How you get er dumpin like that No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low
Aye hold me up, hold me up Hold my cup, hold my cup Man that ass so dumb it might thrump And man I'm from the clique I told my broad to roll me a zip man Catch me on traffic, you talkin to the captain Banko, with 4 freaks in the Range Rove Nasty but classy, a true G The train of the money like chu chu chu I'm 8 bank rolls due to Y2C I'mma thug with you throttle, good sushi And now the bad bitches wanna get loosy But try nigga at it, the CD I sprinkle The carpet with 100's and 50's We sippin the crystal, we pissy She throwin it back like a Frisbee I've fallen in love with that So how you get up in the club with that? Take it back girl
I told her to juke something Make it wetter if you want to You can let us get the key to the trunk boo You can make a hundred G's on your birthday (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) Girl you're shootin me, it's your first day (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl)
(She pick up the hiccup, she tryina get Wendy to get off the tracks) Damn girl, why you so bad? (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) And I know them hoes be hatin baby girl (Get it, get it girl, get it get it get it girl) (I know you want it baby, I know you see I see) How you get er dumpin like that No, you wanna see some profit, go on and drop it low
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