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Ying Yang Twins

Genres: Hip-Hop

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Everybody in the club in the heat 

Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat 

Bitches throwin' up, they posin' hands 

Ass keep poppin' out these female pants 

 

Every motherfucker sippin' on liquor 

See the crunker they be gettin' when they be drinkin' a beer 

And they be pullin' on a momma like, "Bitch come here" 

Pullin' on a momma like, "Bitch come here" 

 

I'm Santa Claus, didn't you hear? 

Tell Johnny Saint Dick what you want this year 

And we might get it to yo' ass by the summer 

Who? Peter Pancakin' with a thumper 

 

You, know we crank the club 

Black magic in here, so drank it up 

And you gon' be just as drunk as us 

You gon' be just as drunk as us 

 

Fin' to take it to the stage, drop 

Put it all in yo' face, drop 

Make it flow in the place, drop 

'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you 

 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

 

Now let me put you up on somethin' different 

All female need to pay attention 

I wanna see you gyrate on the flo' 

Move your body, body like you want this dough 

 

This one right here for the sexy girl 

With a two piece on go on work it girl 

She'll make you keep comin', spendin' yo' money 

When yo' mind need to be on yo' woman 

 

But the way she move you hypnotized 

Now you got pussy all in your eyes 

Aye, bartender bring another round 

Tips shorty on the pole, start slidin' down 

 

Fuck it, might as well make it rain 

'Cause pussy all around you callin' yo' name 

They know what they got and they know how to use it 

Drop that motherfucker to the music 

 

Fin' to take it to the stage, drop 

Put it all in yo' face, drop 

Make it flow in the place, drop 

'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you 

 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

 

When you see her on the flo' 

You know she droppin' to the music 

Yup, yup, we like that 

Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that 

 

Put it all in yo' face 

And still be droppin' to the music 

Yup, yup, we like that 

Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that 

 

Drop that motherfucker, drop 

Drop that motherfucker, drop 

 

Breakin' it down and makin' your rounds 

On my house, see you the baddest bitch in the town 

Layin' it down, they like the way she screw up the ground 

Screw up the ground 

 

Round and around she went representin' for the rent and the presidents 

Hella thick, quick like some instant grits 

Boy that's it, hot out the motherfuckin' oven 

Buzzin', plus she doin' the shit that you lovin' 

 

Fin' to take it to the stage, drop 

Put it all in the face, drop 

Make it flow in the place, drop 

'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you 

 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

Drop that motherfucker, drop that motherfucker 

 

Drop, drop, drop, drop 

Drop, drop, drop, drop 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony

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