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Lil' mama show me how you move it
Go ahead, put ya back into it
Do ya thing like it ain't nothing to it
Shake, Sh-Sh-Shake that ass girl!
(Verse 1)
Go, Go, Go
50 in the house
Bounce
Ya'll already know what I'm about
The flow sounds sicka
Over Dre drums nigga
I ain't stupid, I see doc, then my dough come quicka
Whoa!
Shorty hips is hypnotic
She moves, she's so erotic
I watch her I'm like Bounce that ass girl
I get it crunk in here
I make it jump in here
Front in here, we'll thump in here
Oh!
So gutter, so ghetto, so hood
So gully, so grimey, what's good?
Outside the benz on dubs
I'm in the club with the snub
Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing
Uh!
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(Bridge)
Let's party
Everybody stand up
Everybody put ya hands up
Let's party
Everybody bounce for me
Some champagne and burn a little greenery
It's Hot!
(Verse 2)
Disco inferno
Let's go
Ya now rockin with a pro
I get dough, to flip dough, to get mo' fo' sho'
Get my drink on and get on the dance floor
Look homie, I don't dance
All I do is this:
It's the same two step with a little twist
Listen pimpin', I ain't new to this, I'm true to this
Pay attention boy, I teach ya how to do this shit
You mix a little Cou
(Courvoisier) with a little Dom Perignon
And a little Hennesy, ya know we fend to carry on
Holla'n at the shorties in the club tryina get right
We gon' be up in this bitch till we break daylight
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(Verse 3)
You see me shinin, lit up with diamonds, cuz I stay grindin
(Uh huh)
Homie, you could catch me swoopin
Bentley coupe'n, switching lanes
(Haha)
You see me rollin, you know I'm rollin, I'm bout my paper
(Yeah)
Nigga, I'm serious, I ain't playin, I'll embed it in ya brain
I'm off the chain!
G-UNIT!
Next level, now turn it up a notch
Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot
Front on me?
Oh no, you know I'm loco
Hands up on the dance floor
Ok! Let's go!
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Writer(s): Phillip Pitts, Curtis James Jackson, Teraike Crawford
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