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  2. I Got the Hook-Up! (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (2016) Lyrics
Various Artists - Shake Somethin' lyrics

Shake Somethin' lyrics

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Various Artists - Shake Somethin' lyrics

[Chorus: KLC and Mystikal] Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Bring that a** over here Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Twerk somethin' Shake somethin' Shake that a** over here [Mystikal] Oh You think I can't see you over there shakin' your a** Watchin' you bouncin' your tities, I almost dropped my gla** I can't be trippin' on a big ol' booty I'm supposed to be a star When you see them tanks, you know who we are You on a mission with your p**y You after my papers, straight a**hole naked on your way to my table So I played it cool, and tried to act surprised Knowin' damn well I've been watchin' this b**h from the side of my eye She looked my in my face and said "Don't I know your name?" You out the South, y'all bout it, you wanna get entertained? I said B, I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight My mouth said no, my dick's sayin' f**in' right Man f** all that sh**, I ain't bout to pay this woman to party Till she turned around, bent over, her p**y hung on my body Damn, you know what bro, this p**y might be worth somethin' Go ahead girl, handle your business Twerk somethin' [Chorus X2] [Mia X] There's gonna have to be a whole lotta big bills wavin' in the air To make me shake it work it twerk it, take a n***a there To the sky, get 'em racked up Tryin' to have relations, dick at atten-hut What, what Whoa now daddy, love to love ya baby But you know you gotta pay me, prolly got a old lady And a few rug rats at home to feed But you tryin' to run that line What you think, you Gineuwine the bachelor I'll pa** you like you don't exist And part my a** like the red sea, and tell you to kiss You be the same n***a known to get your f**in' mack on And call the wife, it's so precise, and say you won't be back home Mama's sunshine all in your face with that southern wine Rodeo style till your toes curl and I'll be Laying in the gap so picture perfect Now do you really wanna see a b**h twerk it? [Chorus X 2]