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(feat. Lil' Wayne) I love it when you do that shit Girl go on head and get it Move like you move it if you don't I love when you do that shit Girl go on head and get it Drop it down bring it up and let it roll I love when you Do that shit yea Do that shit uh Do that shit yeah Do that shit I love when you do that shit uh Do that shit yeah Do that shit uh Do that shit I wounder how she do that man hold up Lil momma allmost got my thing swold up Spind a couple dallors on ya chan so what Gotta hunder ones we can hit the damn truck Wait did I say I had a hundred ones my bad. A bitch will never evea say she had a dallor I had no The only bitch I prolly ever spent cash on prolly Was stupid head to see if I could last long SongtexteHit the ass gone puumm me so fly Gettin blowed in the back of the g 4 Grap a towl hurry up skeet skeet ohh I said my bad what cha lookin at me foo I want a bad bitch caz I'm a damn fool Girl you gotta do somthings them hoes can't do Come to my till room 129 I just gotta see ya one more time [Chorus] Let me know you ant scaard girl don't be acting like that You know what I came to see gone trough that ass back What chyou thought it was just me and all fats It's a hundred slab niggas where the fuck your friends at I tell a bitch get down then get down I'm a stand up you can set down Pull up to your house not so fast we fuckin in here right (yup) got your ass I am so cool, locos on boo if you think you was gettin paid the jokes on you Open up my hotel don't look on tha floor You'll see one pair of pumps and 4 pair of shall toes Yeah I share hoes bitch I'm from the slab As soon as they heard the name they aske like me now I just want to grab don't worry about me you just worry about stayin on beat [Chorus] [Lil Wayne:] Money to be made best belive a nigga clockin I runned my self like a quarter back option I pictured 10 gs tell the bitch to go shoppin She buy her self some cloths and she broght me back a chopper See a nigga tryin to kick it but you know I don't play soccer I am all about my cake I am tryin to marry betty crocker A package on the way and on my whip game proper And enugh for one keya see 70 thousend dallors Now I was shootin dice smokin on a joint I bet with yo gotti he hit 5 stright points And yo we keep hustlin yo we keep grindin You rap about money and a nigga might sign ya Rap about me a nigga might find ya But now nine in ya ass with your head right behind ya Dope game bitch let his momma worry bout em You can halla at me Aus Songtexte Mania