Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Giggin', artist - Mac Dre.
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Giggin' |
Ah, what, ah, what |
Mall Macenroe, like what! |
Andre Macassi ah, ugh |
Street Sampras, what it do? |
What that is? |
What it do? |
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh |
This ain’t no love ballad |
Or romance song |
This a dance song for you can get yo dance on It’s hard to keep my pants on when I’m giggin' |
And when I’m giggin’it look like I’m diggin' |
I do the pigeon, bird like a nerd |
I’m on Hennessey rappin’every line every word |
I dust myself off |
Like I stoled thurr |
Skinny nigga giggin’wit no shirt |
I get chauffer so I can passenger gig |
Get the chips and don’t trip off her mask and her wig |
So that’s why I’m askin’her this: |
Can you do the thing? |
Can you really do the dew and pursue the green? |
I ask her who the king |
She tell me I’m is It’s almost time kid |
I’m trynna see some grindin' |
Can you dig? |
Yeah you fine bitch but can you gig? |
— 3X: Mac Dre |
Baby can you gig? |
You so crazy when you gig |
Eeew she giggin' |
Lady can you gig? |
Girl you so crazy when you gig |
Eeew he giggin' |
She was doin’the twist and pop |
While I was trynna get the cork out the Crys then pop all in her hair |
The champagne shampoo was flash dance too |
Baby want me to dance too but that I can’t do She was giggin’too hard for me Turned around and my dick stretched the yard you see |
I can’t play wit you lil’mama |
Thizzle got you crazy |
Shocked her when I stood up and walked on her lazy |
Broke it down touched the ground; |
rolls wit the 80's shit |
Lit that hazy, asked her What you know about Thizz? |
What you know about this? |
Naw Bitch Thizz |
Cuz that’s what it is DJ put us in the mix |
Watch us pump up the party |
Cuz we didn’t come to bothy nobody |
It’s 300 Bay cats in the lobby |
Swing them dreads, movin’heads, getting’stupid |
Naw that’s the old look they gig to this new shit watch me |
I’m a fan of the running man |
Old school Cabbage Patch |
Might mix some prep wit a lil’Roger Rabbit |
Robo Cop, up-rock, pop lock, boogaloo |
I don’t know about you but where I’m from you see we act a fool |
Lil’mama giggin’wit me tryin’hard to keep up But I’m bustin’moves that she never even heard of Feelin’it, Thizz face look permanent |
Advance Bird Dance now we call the shit The Buzzer bitch |
Humpty Dance don’t got nothin’on me Quick to Michael Jackson spin and do the Mahoney |
You squares is phony |
But your bitch still want me Cuz I do the George Jefferson oh so coldly |
Yeah it’s a celebration bitch |
So I’m a break it down to the fresh outfit |
Lil’mama movin’but you know she can’t handle it |
I’m in the middle of the floor wit my hands on my dick |