Twerk Off Lyrics - Lloyd

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) 

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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 

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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 

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