Hey Mr. DJ, turn the music up loud And everybody report to the dance floor now Lock 'em up 'cause we 'bout to get down Off the chain, like they do it in the south Everybody just havin' a good time Got my eyes on the guys because they so fine That's right, Sarai can get crunk How much junk you got in that trunk Come out the house, get on the street Here see low, let out the clothes and freak Act a fool, you can do wha'chu want Get loose 'cause the track be that funk Groove to the bump Just break it down Make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce Make it touch the ground, then raise it up Like the garbage men do with the dump truck Ladies, hands up, let me see you shake ya stuff A B C and D cups, little bitty and a big ol' butt Fellas, hands high, let me see you work it out one time Put your body against mine, c'mon baby, grind Oh oh, here we go Time to shake that ass on the dance floor Jiggle that thing like jello All my rich chicks and the girls in the ghetto So we go, get crunk 'til you fall, that's right In the club or either in your bumpin' ride Slim a big bone, don't matter you're size Don't matter if you're black or white All shapes and sizes spread love worldwide I mean we all the same color inside So why divide, I mean there's no reason why East coast to the west side Mid-west to the south, we tight That's to show you, please believe I'ma stay being me and the change of me like Trick, see I love the kids So I got to work out for as long as I live I'm tryna be the best thing comin' out this year To rock you to tril and that's the scrill But for now Just break it down Make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce Make it touch the ground, then raise it up Like the garbage men do with the dump truck Ladies, hands up, let me see you shake ya stuff A B C and D cups, little bitty and a big ol' butt Fellas, hands high, let me see you work it out one time Put your body against mine, c'mon baby, grind Ladies, hands up, let me see you shake ya stuff A B C and D cups, little bitty and a big ol' butt Fellas, hands high, let me see you work it out one time Put your body against mine, c'mon baby, grind Tube tops, T-shirts, blue jeans, mini skirts Overtime make it work Wobble that ass 'til the thing hurt White beaters, throw backs, fitted caps, bucket hats No matter where you from where you at Shake that shit like how you love that Everybody get your boogie on Party all night 'til the break of dawn, c'mon Put your hands in the air And wave 'em around like you just don't care Front to the back over there VIP area, ballas upstairs Get booked and cop ya chairs At the top of your lungs and let me hear, oh yeah Just break it down Make ya trunk bobble with that extra bounce Make it touch the ground, then raise it up Like the garbage men do with the dump truck Ladies, hands up, let me see you shake ya stuff A B C and D cups, little bitty and a big ol' butt Fellas, hands high, let me see you work it out one time Put your body against mine, c'mon baby, grind Ladies, hands up, let me see you shake ya stuff A B C and D cups, little bitty and a big ol' butt Fellas, hands high, let me see you work it out one time Put your body against mine, c'mon baby, grind © WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; DOCLOCKE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com