Shake Somethin'

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Michael Lawrence Tyler (born September 22, 1970), better known by his stage name Mystikal, is an American rapper, and actor from New Orleans. more »

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1998

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featuring Mia X KLC 
Chorus: [KLC and Mystikal] 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Bring that ass over here 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Twerk somethin' 
Shake somethin' 
Shake that ass over here 

[Mystikal] 
Oh 
You think I can't see you over there shakin' your ass 
Watchin' you bouncin' your tities, I almost dropped my glass 
I can't be trippin' on a big ol' booty 
I'm supposed to be a star 
When you see them tanks, you know who we are 
You on a mission with your pussy 
You after my papers, straight asshole naked on your way to my table 
So I played it cool, and tried to act surprised 
Knowin' damn well I've been watchin' this bitch from the side of my eye 
She looked my in my face and said "Don't I know your name?" 
You out the South, y'all bout it, you want to get entertained? 
I said be	, I'm not tryin' to be too much, but I'm chillin' tonight 
My mouth said no, my dick's sayin' fuckin' right 
Man f*ck all that shit, I ain't bout to pay this woman to party 
Till she turned around, bent over, her pussy hung on my body 
Damn, you know what bro, this pussy might be worth somethin' 
Go ahead girl, handle your business 
Twerk somethin' 

Chorus X2 
[Mia X] 
There's gonna have to be a whole lotta big bills wavin' in the air 
To make me shake it work it twerk it, take a nigga there 
To the sky, get 'em racked up 
Tryin' to have relations, dick at atten-hut 
What, what 
Whoa now daddy, love to love ya baby 
But you know you gotta pay me, prolly got a old lady 
And a few rug rats at home to feed 
But you tryin' to run that line 
What you think, you Gineuwine the bachelor 
I'll pass you like you don't exist 
And part my ass like the red sea, and tell you to kiss 
You be the same nigga known to get your fuckin' mack on 
And call the wife, it's so precise, and say you won't be back home 
Mama's sunshine all in your face with that southern wine 
Rodeo style till your toes curl and I'll be 
Laying in the gap so picture perfect 
Now do you really want to see a bitch twerk it? 

Chorus X 2

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