| Uhh!. |
| Uhh!
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| C’mon, c’mon, ah c’mon, ah c’mon
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| Catch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your momma’s house
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| In your daughter’s guts, or just spazzin out
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| Me and Bubba know what the hell we talkin 'bout
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| Pickin up Betty’s like they was beans and brussel sprouts
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| We got the clout to make you bounce a little
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| We got the clout to make you down this pickle, until you gettin tickled
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| C’mon Bubba let’s surround this biddle
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| While you work the back bit Timbaland work the middle
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| Uh-oh, uh-oh! |
| I see ya see ya smile
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| Uh-oh, uh-oh! |
| Down comes your blouse
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| Timb’been around 'em all
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| From white to black, even magnoli-all
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| To hit 'em in project halls
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| In back of the streets maybe right in front of y’all (ha ha ha)
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| Timb’and Bubba is a problem y’all
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| It’s like hip-hop, meets effin Tim McGraw
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| We two fools and don’t take no mess
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| Bench lumber logs just to work the chest
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| He’s country finest, I’m country best
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| Puttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now c’mon
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| Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see you drop it Work the middle, work the middle, let me see you pop it Go on! |
| Witcha bad self
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| C’mon! |
| Witcha bad self
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| I brought enough with me to start this bitch a college fund
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| Fitted Boy and Polo, and she ain’t even got a son
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| Timmy kind of shy, told me to tell you drop it some
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| Here Betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin done
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| You can shake for dem but bet that you don’t profit none
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| I got a coochie fart fetish, baby pop me one
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| While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum
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| I’m the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs
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| Uh-oh, uh-oh! |
| Why they all on Timmy?
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| Uh-oh, uh-oh! |
| Ten grand is all they give me Still got a grand left, can I let my hand rest
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| right there on your damn chest, fondlin your tan breast
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| I might just snap back and cuss a broad
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| But this bitch is truly blessed so I must applaud
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| In and out of every club in less than a hour
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| Sprinkle on a little Pervis like I’m fresh out the shower
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| Ohhhh! |
| And rest assured Timmy runnin with Bubba
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| We gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each other
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| And we’ll probably do the same thang next Monday evening
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| I gotta ride this Bentley home cause Timmy’s out so we leavin, bye
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| I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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| Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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| I’m comin baby as fast as I can
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| So while you’re waitin won’tcha go 'head and talk to my man, uh I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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| Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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| Thank you Timmy, I don’t mind yo’sloppy seconds
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| But when I send her back to you I bet we both infected
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| I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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| Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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| Bubba won’tcha just do what I tell ya She got some good snapper (yes she do) damnit didn’t I tell ya?
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| I see you, lookin out the corner of your eye
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| Come up here and rub up on my thigh
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| Won’t you put in my mouth, won’t you put in my mouth?
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| Now, that’s what I’m talkin 'bout! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Twerk A Little , by - Bubba Sparxxx. Song from the album Dark Days, Bright Nights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп