wiggle, wiggle (album version (explicit))

Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle do your thug thizzle well make it
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle do your thug thizzle well make it
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle do your thug thizzle well make it
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle do your thug thizzle well make it [Verse 1: Kyjuan]
I really hate to see her leave but
I love to see her walk off
Imagine what her *oooo* looks like with her clothes off
Im rolling with the top off, see tops come off
When the streetlights go off
I heard shots go off
Im a humble show-off
Ill be beating when
I roll off
Pumping Jill
Scott number seven in front of the seven-eleven
Grab some magnum protection gonna be some ***in
Wrap some hemp and
Ls its gonna be a session
She stressing the fact that we gotta stay at the best western
I aint cheap and thats on everything
Put her pants to her knees dont take off everything
I pay for her chains staying near her cains
Sipping on her cane
Im forgetting everything
My name Kyjuan, yeah
Kyjuan left none
Boy she wouldnt have been with me if you wouldnt have left her
I left her ***ed her stressed her and left her [Chorus] [Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
My *** steno cus
Im taxing it
I smack it a little
Stir it up like mother ****in coffee then back to the middle
Lift over some pounds some way my hitters nod away
You damn nearcaught a
Charlie-horse to make your **** stay in the hole
Oh we ****in now pumping like all my pow
Ass up face down
Im going to town
Round and round here
I go pumping for nothing
Cus she wiggle and wiggle and wiggle just know when
Im coming
Im like *
Ohhhh* I cant take it no more
Move it one more time and watch my knees buckle
She tip drip type quit to get her dirty, hype, and aroused
Always see her nipples through her blouse *
Owwww* Watch it wiggle just like the
Harlem dance
Look at all that ass in those *itty-bitty* pants
Damn, hey
Ms. Parker
I make that ass come on down like
Bob Barker [Verse 3: Nelly]
Baby girl shake it like a paraplegic please believe it (Wooo)
Knees bent, and back arched just how
I need it
Call her 'Billie Jean,'
I like the 'Thriller' before
I 'Beat It'
Conceded when she shake it but
I like it like that
Throw it at me even harder just to see me react
See if its wack, in fact see what
Nelly about
I thought that ass was a fluke until
I went to her house
You see mama got ass too, her sister
Keesha and
Sue Her cousins, aunts and nieces start walking in by two
Like whos trying to keep they composure now
Im feeling it cant nobody hold me down
Nobody told me how crazy groupies and coochies can get
In the back side under the stage trying to hit
And Im like 'Baby girl I aint that kind of guy'
Let me at least let me go get a condom
Iaint trying to die
I might be high but
Im not that damn high! [Chorus] [Verse 4: Ali]
Oh lord my **** hard call the nurse (why?)
Its getting worse fat asses
I gotta flirt
It was me
Mo and Murph,
Kyjuan was with his earth
Playing ***** it hurt, smoking, passing the smirks
Popping bottle after bottle
Im like 'Here we go again'
Posting it up in the club thinking 'Is he got a win'
My chrome shoes went from
Barry to Larry
Hughes Emmitts 22s now its
Jordans I cruise
But anyway
Fo Sho Im from the show me let me show you
To drunk and out of town trying to kiss you like
I know you
In the middle of the dance floor caught the mans attention
Wiggle Wiggle do your thugs hydraulic suspension
Did I mention long
Ohhh, 'What the **** is going on?'
Your body banging ma
I got to take you home
Cool lets break, to the house on the lake
Man this is great
Im dealing with high stakes [Chorus] - repeat 2
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