Get your crew together
I’ma get my crew together
I ain’t trippin lil mama
Me and you can do whatever
With no strings attached you’re just ass
But don’t be tryin to investigate my past
Put your guards down I ain’t the bad guy
It’s big bidden this year to start up a franchise
You know the sharksters gon’ start some trouble
How the hell you walk around with that big ol’ bubble?
Hey, oh, ow, don’t do it like that
Hey, oh, ow, don’t do it like that
Hey (hey), oh (oh), ow (ow), don’t do it like that
Hey (hey), oh (oh), ow (ow), don’t do it like that
Because she’s fine and
What am I saying from behind and (No!)
Turn around one more time and
Lookin’ through cloud I see you shinin’
Keep grinding
Don’t stop winding
Won’t you, shake that, sexy body over to me
Come a little closer to me
Do it, baby, Get it, baby
Do it, baby, Get it, baby
Do it, baby, Get it, A-get it baby do it
Do it, baby, Get it, baby
Do it, baby, Get it, baby
Do it, baby, Get it, A-get it baby do it
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
DJ, rewind it,
Take it from the top one more time and
I’m visualizin’
What am I hittin from the side and
Keep grinding
Don’t stop winding
Won’t you, shake that, sexy body over to me
Come a little closer to me
Whoa, you got me looking with my good eye at ya
Hope ya man ain’t wit ya cuz ya boy won’t snatch ya
You backed it up without missin a beat
You not the ordinary chicken head I meet in the streets
We gone break a few rules tonight
Despite ya people watchin us we cool aiight?
Turn around and show the world, bend ya back
I’m lookin’ for a naughty girl, where she at?
I see you and ya crew she with
But she ain’t ran across no fire until Juve hit it
Now where tha ‘dro at? Now where tha ‘mo at?
You don’t have to ask a playa for nothin to know that
Me and you go back like a old throwback
We’re supposed to be together just like the floor and a doormat (Tell em)
Bounce with the Juvenile, shake for a outfit
Drop for Heineken, wiggle to get ya house fixed
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
I got, myself a shorty and I’m
Beatin the party and I’m about to go and dig it
And I’m about to go and dig it
I got, mo’ drink to po’ up and I’ve to mo’ stuff to roll up (And we)
About to go get twisted (yes we) about to go get twisted