Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Twerk (feat. Project Pat) (Clean), artist - Juicy J. Album song Twerk (feat. Project Pat), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.10.2009
Record label: D-Brady Investments, Hypnotize Minds
Song language: English
Twerk (feat. Project Pat) (Clean) |
Girl you’re hotter than… all them hoes modelin' |
And I just keep on tippin' |
Pourin' out them dollars, and… |
It’s about to be a twerk off… be a twerk off |
Pull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off |
Anything she can do, you can do better |
I don’t see nobody here who’s better than you |
Girl, I love to see you twerk, love the way you go to work |
You be killin' competition ‘cause you let it go berserk… |
Come and get this money, girl, it’s yours |
I can keep them dollars comin', they say when it rains it pours |
Throwin' money to the ceiling ‘til it’s covering the floor |
It’s a twerk off, but we know who’s winnin' (you, of course) |
Grab some girlfriends and let’s synch up with my partner and them |
We can all go to the penthouse and just vibe out and put you in the wig |
Girl, if you in, shake it like you’ll never shake it again |
Take it so deep, I don’t know when it end |
I know it’s no mistake, you should be in first place |
Girl you’re hotter than… all them hoes modelin' |
And I just keep on tippin' |
Pourin' out them dollars, and… |
It’s about to be a twerk off… be a twerk off |
Pull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off |
First you gotta pop it, then you gotta drop it |
Even though the haters watchin', you don’t have to stop it |
Callin' «murder» ‘cause you killin' when you take it to the ceiling |
Got me losin' all control when you work it on the pole |
You know you the best, ‘cause you gon' do what she won’t do |
You keep it out the box, them other chicks be typical |
That’s why I throw it up, you love how I be tippin' you |
Before you start this twerk off, baby, take that shirt off |
Girl you’re hotter than… all them hoes modelin' |
And I just keep on tippin' |
Pourin' out them dollars, and… |
It’s about to be a twerk off… be a twerk off |
Pull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off |
The way she work that pole — it’s time for her to work mine |
And she suck it so good — I just might go blind |
And her ass is fat — damn that chick so fine |
She okay in the face but Beyonce from behind |
She clapped her ass for cheese, ‘cause my chips stackin' like Pringles |
I’m rich and I’m single, blowin' twenty-thousand in singles |
Baddest chick you’ve never seen before, I make it rain, they clean the floor |
I throw a stack, she come and get it, I’ll throw some more, I’m not goin' broke |
Booty like no other — she get it from her mother |
Throwin' bands in the club, smokin' more than Chris Tucker |
Weed naps and weed raps, I can’t stop, no relapse |
Nothin' but models, trippin' on molly |
Take ‘em back to the crib and continue the party |
Girl you’re hotter than… all them hoes modelin' |
And I just keep on tippin' |
Pourin' out them dollars, and… |
It’s about to be a twerk off… be a twerk off |
Pull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off |