Twerkin Like Miley Lyrics - Soulja Boy

I'm riding in a Gotti, I'm riding in a Rrari 

All these niggas in a party, in a party 

Pull up to the club in a Rrari, in a Rrari 

In the club off a Gotti, off a Gotti 

She bad and she twerking like Miley 

Turn up 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Pull up to the club in a Rrari, in a Rrari 

Pull up at the club in a Gotti 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Miley, Miley, Miley 

Pull up to the club in a Rrari 

Pull up to the club in a Gotti 

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She twerking like Miley, I'm just stepping in the party 

Yellow diamonds shorty, pulling up in that Aston Martin 

Ferrari, Ferrari, Bugatti, I would never say that I'm sorry 

I would never say that I'm sorry 'cause she is twerking like Miley 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like sorry 

She drop it, she drop it, she pocket 

She' she dropping, she twerking, won't stop it 

I love it, I love it, I love it 

She twerking like Miley in public 

She licking, I love it, she does it 

Yes, I love it the way that she does it 

She twerking like Miley, I step in the party 

I pull in the Gotti, I'm all a Ferrari 

I step in the party, I do not say sorry 

That's that Miley, followed by Rrari 

Soulja Boy tell 'em I'm friend of the party 

I'm starting the party, one of them says that she wanted a party 

My mind on Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Oh my God, darling 

Pull up in the club in a Rrari, in a Rarri 

Leaving out the club in a Gotti, a Gotti 

Soulja Boy still in a party 

Oh my God, she twerking like Miley 

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Turn up 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Turn up 

Pull up in the club in a Rrari, in a Rarri 

Roll out the club in a Gotti 

Twerking like Miley 

You know I don't say sorry 

And she keep twerking like Miley 

I'm rolling up in Ferraris and I'm driving in Aston Martins 

I'm living in mansions and condos 

While she twerking in our apartments 

I'm living in mansions and condos 

While she twerking in our apartments 

She twerking like her name is Miley 

I'm loving the way that she winding 

She twerking and drop all the time 

She running, she all in my mind 

I'm running these plans and I'm throwing no games 

And I'm throwing ' signs 

I'm running, I'm planning, I'm taking these trains 

And I'm throwing money like gang signs 

She twerking it like Miley Cyrus 

I'm like baby, I need to try this 

I'm smoking on kush, get the highest 

We hop on my jet and start flying 

She licking my pants, she must be a fan 

I'm like baby, I am no stylist 

Hop up on this dick, get to riding 

Soulja Boy, tell 'em I'm styling 

Pull up to the club in a Rrari 

Pull up other club in a Gotti, in a Gotti 

Soulja Boy still in a party, in a party 

Oh my God, she twerking like Miley 

Turn up 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Oh my God, she twerking like Miley 

She twerking like Miley, she twerking like Miley 

Oh my God, my God, she twerking like Miley 

Miley, Miley 

Twerking it, she twerking it 

She twerking it, she twerking it 

Twerking like Miley