Yeah, it's the motherfucking 213
Blasting off on your ass
Something funky funtabolous
Can you dig it my bobble?
Check this out one time
Since we're talking about it baby
Let me twist ya body like it's supposed to
Twist something, twist something, twist something
Stretch ya out and lay you sideways
Pull ya hair and twist ya body like I'm supposed to
Twist something, twist something, whatever
We hit the club like whatever's clever
Snoop Dogg without a dime piece? never ever
Gators for the haters step to being devil real big
Like the VIP session shut down
Then I spin on 'em, watch me twist ya bitch
Slugs twist a bitch, nigga watch you sleep in a ditch
Pow-pow boogie to the big bang-bang
Lil' mama wanna swang with the 213 gang
Number one boss playa, hefner like hugh, now she's evidence
Splash the heffer with goo; got to do it
I break a bitch, make a bitch get something
Go out and twist something, come on
Since we're talking about it baby
Let me twist ya body like it's supposed to
Twist something, twist something, twist something
Stretch ya out and lay you sideways
Pull ya hair and twist ya body like I'm supposed to
Twist something, twist something, whatever
Twist ya body, baby, kiss me, by the way, you drive me crazy
Ain't nothing else that I can say
Drunk as fuck, smoking a blunt
Trying to focus on what you working with in the front
So positive I can hit, my niggaz is in the house
Can't stop 'til I'm paid bitch, I just can't quit
But look at this, I'm on the same shit, ain't it bitch?
You niggaz talk a lot of shit
But walk a straight line and don't fuck with the clique
Bitch get out my bidness you won't witness ass niggaz get it twisted
This the wrong shit to get hit with
Since we're talking about it baby
Let me twist ya body like it's supposed to
Twist something, twist something, twist something
Stretch ya out and lay you sideways
Pull ya hair and twist ya body like I'm supposed to
Twist something, twist something, whatever
Say hey lil' lady from around the way
No bullshit, there's a party today
We came, it's motherfucking 213
The lights might come on, but we don't leave
Say hey lil' lady why you doing your thang?
Slide over here, let me shoot you some game
Go insane, when hear some music that bangs
We'll get the party started while you're shaking that thang
Nobody, does it better, 213, 213
Since we're talking about it baby
Let me twist ya body like it's supposed to
Put it in the air, yeah yeah
Stretch ya out and lay you sideways
Pull ya hair and twist ya body like I'm supposed to
Put it in the air, yeah, put it in the air
213, another classic hit, yeah
Hi-Tek did that goodnighty
Get at 'em, peace
Writer(s): Carl Terrell Mitchell, Samuel C. Lindley, Anthony Round, Darnell Smith, Dennis Round, Johnny Pigram
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