Chorus: Shake It, Shake It, Shake It, Shake It, Shake It, Shake It, Shake it, Shake It Can you do it naked girl take it from the top Yea your x rated girl you make it real hot When yea Wobble, Wobble, Wobble, Wobble, Wobble, Wobble, Wobble, Wobble Body like a Coke Bottle booty like Bam!!! Damn you got some Candy Yams that make me say Damn. When you Drop It, When you Shake It When you Drop It, When you Shake It, When you Drop It, When you Shake It till a hater can't Take It. When you Drop it, When you Shake It. When you Drop It, When you Shake It. When you drop It, When you Shake It till a hater can't Take It. Verse: Smoked an L of green, got clean and went to paint the city. Ran across a Twerk Team Booty Jeans, Skirts and Titties. They Jiggled and they Wiggled bent over their booty and Hand Standed. Poppin Coochie Ghetto Cutie American BandStand. Damn they can shake that Monkey like they want me Look what they doin to me everyday like a Junkie. At the club y'all Jaws open Eyes gaukin. The way whe do that Eagle got a Nigga bird waqtchin. When She....Chorus... Chorus....Chorus.... Verse 2: Look at cutie with the booty and the Gucci and the Prada. Even Proppa bitches love to shake they ass like a Maraca. Watchin ya Droppin and Poppin Lockin and Twerkin is breaken niggas eye sockets. Gettin horny like Virgins. Your the topic of hateration from every Hoe. the topic of conversation for every Joe blow. Your a Go Getta Making it Rain like a Strippa. Mugged by the bitches, Loved by the Niggas. When She...Chorus... Chorus...Chorus... Verse3: Flat in the front she got a Spare in the Back. A lot of Junk in the Trunk. In other words the Ass Fat!!! Cheeks fat like Chipmunks. Girl wanna Nut? Give it to me like a cigarette and let me hit the Butt. Strutt it over here let me see you Walk It Out. Don't be easy, Tease me, that's what it's All About. Make my mouth water till i'm Dehydrated. Girl Drop It, Girl Shake It till a Hater can't Take It. Girl...Chorus... Chorus...Chorus...

Chorus: Imma Try To Be Social But I'm claustrophobic and you should Know It. Don't stand close I'm trying to Control It. I Don't Wanna Be Loco Emotional Hater don't get to Vocal I'll punch you out or put you in a Choke Hold. Imma Try To Be Social Imma share this Herb I Don't Want To Be Loco Dont get on my Nerves Imma Try To Be Social Don't be a Jerk, Smile don't Smirk. Look at the woman on the floor Twerk!!! Verse: Standing firm on my Ten Toes. Posted like a Light Pole. High and I'm Shinnen. Got a pack of those Mentos. So my breath Minty Yo. When I say High and it's In-Viten To the Players the Pimpy the Haters the Wimpy the Ladies Looking Pretty!!! I'm burnin Twenties Lookin drippy. Make it rain up in the Vippy Going Crazy. Are you With Me? Then don't be Trippy. Im buying shots don't be Picky If the girls thats With Me dont wanna get with you dont be Dicky And hey Chicky spreading gossip and Slicky If the men I'm with don't want to hit don't get Bitchy. Isn't we all here to have fun if you isn't then why did you come I'm trying so hard to be numb. To the ones walking around Dumb. Chorus..Chorus...Chorus Verse 2: Rings, Necklace and Wrist Watch and it dont Tic Tok. Packin a big Cock Haters look pissed off. Like a Gift Shop something for everybody. I got it spreading love is a hobby. You can meet me i the Lobby. Come to the After Party or room and board at the morgue for your Autopsy. Probably want to pick the first choice Jerk. We got the woman with the Minin Skirts and Short Shirts. Coming and they came mane to hang with players with game Smokang, Drankang, Laughing nothing Lame Dont bring the Pain bring Joy. Her and her friend with the booty Oh Boy. They want a real Mccoy Stop looking at them Creepy because the starting to get annoyed They just trying to be

Hun, Hun, Hun, Hun, Hun, Hun Honey taste like Yum, Yum, Yum, Yum and Yum and Yum Yummy give me some Some, Some, Some, Some, Some, Some Got me going Dumb, Dumb, Dumb Dumb and Dumb and Dumb Verse1: Since we begun it's been fun, Inbetween the Sheets. After you come we ain't done. Immediately Repeat. Honey, you're so Sweet, Cotton Canday. Feenin you got me Geeked. Gotta keep you Handay. Ooo, Oooooo OooOooOooOooooo OooOoo, Oh Yea Reaching out to you throughout the week. Weekends too. Rhonda Vu De Javu, I'm freekin You Ooo, Oooooo OooOooOooOooooo OooOoo, Oh Yea I can't wait to get a taste. Quick to get you baked. Soon as your ready Lick the frosting off Them Cakes Give me some of your Yummy Love Ooo, Ooooo Girl I'm so Hungry for your Honey Yummy Love Whats Up...Chorus ...Chorus...Chorus... Verse2: Your box Betty Crocker. Your taste incredible. You effect me like Marijuana, medical Edibles. Your so sexual, Sexual Expert. Invite you over for dinner you will be my desert Our conversation flirt and it never changes. Because you're so sweet. Mu lil cookie Amos Body dangerous cutie got big Boobies. On the Booty Band wagon I be the main Groupy Boo she, like to do me Like a rollercoaster Got me going OoWee She ride me Up and Down. She like to Clown. Cowboy and turn that ass Around. Give me your Yummy Love and ther she go tight there aye yee stay there I'm Comin Chorus...Chorus...Chorus... Hungry eee eee eee eeeeee For your Yummy love uh uh ove You r so so oh oh swee eee eee eeeeeet I can't get enough I cant get enough of your Hone nay yay yay

Chorus: She wanna blow my Trees Drink my O. E. Hear Sto-Ries about the stree-eets She wanna N.I.G.G.A. an OhGee Shaw-ty she so down She my Sma-all Tow-own Girl Verse 1: She's so fine. She so kind and she wanna blow my mind. All the time Wanna bump and grind on my lap with that big behind Got O.E in her palm. In the other got the bomb Take it to the head and she Gone. Now it won't be long until she take her clothes off and it's on. On...on... on... on, on, on, ooonnn It's On After she cum she is calm and curious. Wanna talk about when I was wrong and Furious I'm not gonna tell her to much. Just a touch. Just enough to get her all Riled up To...Chorus... Chorus...Chorus... Verse 2: We be Lying in the Bed. She be all in my Head . asking me about this and that and to repeat what I Said. I knew you were the Feds Girl Special agent number one. Come get Some. Come get some more info Ya Nympho Imma put my sex Pistol 'to your Mentol And Buck you all night Imma Buck you all night Imma Buck you all night reload and Buck you all aw, aw, aw All night Long Watch you walk around like the thong song T-shirt and your Panties On Gotchu melting in my palm Like I'm King Kong. Holden on my Ding Dong. I hear you singing in the Mic Imma sing Along ooo...ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo.... ooo,ooo ,ooo, ooo... ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo... Chorus... Chorus...Chorus Small town girl She my small town girl Small town girl She my small town girl She from dallas Center Grime. From Van Me... She from Van Meter Dog

For the rest of my Life. Imma do the right Thing. Lord Knows. I am the one to Blame. For the Hoes and the Droe The Pills and Cocaine. Lifes a bitch then you Die. Then Eternal Flames Hell No. Imma make a Life Change. I got nothing to Lose and everything to Gain. I done paid all my Dues and Only purchased Pain. Everything is meaningless fuck the World it's vain. Verse 1: Left the homie alone at my home with my Chic. A week later found out he fuckin my bitch the World make me Sick As soon as you give'um an inch they taken a mile. Copying your style jealous acting wild like a rebellious Child. Really now, wow nigga What. If it wasn't for JESUS you and that slut would Cuffed to your bed. Smacked with the butt of a gun as Erupt I've had enough I'm goin Crazay. Homicidal where you haters are going to Take Mey Suicidal my emotions trying to Break Mey Before I went psycho heard somethin Say to Mey Opened the bible and you Saved Mey Like a rescued Pit. Learnin not to trip. I still Nip. Don't fuck around and get Bit. As far as my dick goes learnin how to say No to the Hoes No more Alcohol or Droe but I still do the show. Up in the Club, showin Love, like Cinderelle I go. Before the Clock strike Twelve Chorus... Chorus...Chorus... Verse As youngin baby boy I was Buggin Hustlen going to school I wasn't High and drunk and thinking it's cool to be smarter than average and hingin with Fools Tardy at the Day Party Pool Breakin the Law I'm Making the Rules Like I'm the Boss I got the Sauce Thinking i'm Winnin my freedom i lost To Probation Lost the homie to an assasination Retaliation not with this ankle bracelet i aint escaping

Chorus         Do you need a fix come get it. From this Maintenance Man oh oh ooh I will put you on the top of the list .Of all my plans u huhuhuh...Repeat Chorus... Verse:         It's Maintenance do you need a Fix I heard you got a broken heart and you need some Dick You know I come equipped with a tool for That i'm gonna put you back together better in Fact Guaranteed and boo I'll check back on You. Whatever I have to Do .I'll make sure you In Prove. Ooh Ooh yes uhuhuh I'mma give you the Best. Lets run a lil Test. Lets talk about Sex. uh The results are a Mess.I see why your Depressed. Come sit on my Chest uh Imma mate with the Queen. If she wants I'm the King For Sure .I'm maintenance till you aint breaking No More. Till you clean as a whistle imma use my utensils and mark your G-spot with my tongue pencil until your working Again... Chorus...Chorus...Chorus...It is the Tool Man hear for You Mam Same order that you want me to do again. You broke again? Thought you were through with him? Choked you again? Damn you Fool for Him? Looking all sad and Blue For Him Y ou need Oxygen let me Loose Them Buttons .Your all stuffy and Cryen. Girl i got somethin i ain't surprisen I'm the maintenance Man. Wam bam thank you mam I'm Gone I'll see you again it he'll do you wrong You'll see me ag again it won t be long Before you go Off and i have to turn you On It is the same O'l Problem And only i can solve them Cause I'm the Maintenance man Chorus...Chorus...Chorus

Intro: Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Happy Birthday toooo yoouuu Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Happy Birthday toooo yoouuu Chorus: Cowgirl, It's your Birthday Woo. Get Wild Girl,, It's your Birthday Woo. Oh Wow Girl, It's your Birthday Woo, I like your Style Girl Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Wear them tight Pants Do a line Dance Find your Romance, baby Girl it's your Birthday Somebody buy her Shots. Till she had a Lot. Drop'um on the floor get a Mop Its her Birthday. Verse: Get on the phone and call up your Hoes we're going out and teasin them Bros CowGirl boots and the Clothes Hardly none were looking Exposed Make sure you do your Toes May take your Shoes Off Dancing till it Clothes Until they say will You Stop CowGirl right Now Girl It's your birthday Go on an Smile Girl Get Wild Girl go ahead and drink a Ton And it ain't no Fun If your friends don't have None Hung Cowboys Came so you would Cum Yeah we some Dicks Some Studs Take your Pick We all buds We ain't here to Judge Girl we here to show you love CccooowwwGggiiirrrlll Happy Birthday Boo!!! Chorus... Chorus...Chorus Verse 2: Shoot your shot and get in Line Cowgirl is dancin Time Step to the front shuffle to the front Shake that Behind Criss Cross and do it again One more Time Step to the front shuffle to the front Yes girl your doing it Fine To the right Grape Vine Lean back and shake them Hips Rewind To the left, bend over and shake them Nips Getty Up Skip Getty Up Skip Twerk Twerk Twerk Twerk Getty Up Skip Getty Up Skip Twerk Twerk Twerk Twerk Daisy Dukes and Skirts Going In Putting in work You and your Friends Tell the DeeJay could you play it Again CccooowwwGggiiirrrlll Birthday!!! Chorus... Chorus... Chorus...

Intro: Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Happy Birthday toooo yoouuu Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Happy Birthday toooo yoouuu Chorus: Cowgirl, It's your Birthday Woo. Get Wild Girl,, It's your Birthday Woo. Oh Wow Girl, It's your Birthday Woo, I like your Style Girl Baaayy Behhyy Booooo Wear them tight Pants Do a line Dance Find your Romance, baby Girl it's your Birthday Somebody buy her Shots. Till she had a Lot. Drop'um on the floor get a Mop Its her Birthday. Verse: Get on the phone and call up your Hoes we're going out and teasin them Bros CowGirl boots and the Clothes Hardly none were looking Exposed Make sure you do your Toes May take your Shoes Off Dancing till it Clothes Until they say will You Stop CowGirl right Now Girl It's your birthday Go on an Smile Girl Get Wild Girl go ahead and drink a Ton And it ain't no Fun If your friends don't have None Hung Cowboys Came so you would Cum Yeah we some Dicks Some Studs Take your Pick We all buds We ain't here to Judge Girl we here to show you love CccooowwwGggiiirrrlll Happy Birthday Boo!!! Chorus... Chorus...Chorus Verse 2: Shoot your shot and get in Line Cowgirl is dancin Time Step to the front shuffle to the front Shake that Behind Criss Cross and do it again One more Time Step to the front shuffle to the front Yes girl your doing it Fine To the right Grape Vine Lean back and shake them Hips Rewind To the left, bend over and shake them Nips Getty Up Skip Getty Up Skip Twerk Twerk Twerk Twerk Getty Up Skip Getty Up Skip Twerk Twerk Twerk Twerk Daisy Dukes and Skirts Going In Putting in work You and your Friends Tell the DeeJay could you play it Again CccooowwwGggiiirrrlll Birthday!!! Chorus... Chorus... Chorus...

Verse 1: Youngin a thug. Can't hold a job but hold a Grudge. Need love, all he gets is Judged. He Blood or Cuz. Pants not above his dick. Don't know where he last was. Rollin with a click. Smokin Bud and Drankin. What is he thankin? He only twelve, damn he Stankin. Like he bathin in the Bar Well. Alcoholic. His phone, Callin it from home. Momma and he ignored her. Send her to voicemail, he grown. She doesn't like it or his sidekicks. The little cursed Crew. With no Curfew. By the way, they will Hurt You. Snatched a Purse or Two. Got records Because. Need to stop spending their money on shit like Drugs Dranks kicks and clothes and little Hoes. Bro thinks he knows everything. Cant count his Toes. And before you know on the long way home. He's gonna lose his soul the wrong way. He gone. Chorus...Chorus... Chorus... Hear yea yea better listen here, ya. You better know where child is at when they dissapear. They'll disappear on the straight and Narrow Ro oh oad.. and Reappear where you told them not to go OhohNohoh On the Crooked Way. He got hooked Today. His adolescence they done Took Away. You better Pray he dont get Booked Today. He run...nan With ohohno OhGees How the hell he Holdin Keys He dont got a permit or I...Dee...e He Dri...vin Chorus... Chorus...Chorus...

Chorus Hypnotized by your thighs spread wide Spinnen From my left to My right Eye you see me Grinnin Her affection is a lie baby girl Pretendin But if you keep on Spenden she gone keep on Strippen Verse 1: Walk on the stage like women rule the World. Every mans attentions on you Girl Walk over to the pole Climb up and start to Twirl. Then you, Do a few tricks, come down in the splits, role over and play with your pearl Everybody want s to take you Home. Every one of my dogs wants to Bone. The most they going to get is Alone With You. You can holla for twenty dollars at her. You can follow to the private room and get Turn On. Chorus... Chorus...Chorus Verse 2: I can't forget your memory. High drunk off the Hennessy looking out for the Enemy. When your booty and titties came and sat on my Lap. Were you sent to Distract? If you were, it is Workin. I hear your body urnin for me to massage your back. So I started with that.Your starting to relax. the target was stacks but your startin to have a heart attack You feelin a Nigga My dick gettin Bigga You gettin the Picture I got a private dance just to Kiss ya On your neck and your Chest, your back and your Breast. I'm thinkin what's Next because your moanin on me like Sex. I suggest if you Would, we Could go back to my Neighborhood I'mma cook you up somethin Good. Chop trees and give beave some wood. Say less, she said, "That we should." 10-4 say no more girl understood,. lets go Chorus...Chorus... Chorus...

Chorus A: Jumped out the Fryen Pan Straight in the Fire Straight in the Fire, Yuh Straight in the Fire Jumped out the Fryen Pan Straight in the Fire Straight in the Fire, Yuh Straight in the Fire Chorus B: You better not jump out now Better not stop, drop and roll. Strike while the Irons hot. Oh yea baby, let it cook keep cookin Let it cook keep cookin Lett cool ooo ooo ook Verse 1: Don't you remember your desire When your passion was burnin like a forest fire Like California the heat is On Ya Now uh huh huh Dont you jump out now Child you wanted that smoke. You better learn to cope in the Kitchen Oo its hot Feel the Heat Don't you pop Off and drop Everythang ang ang ang ang You worked so hard for nigga!!! Chorus A... Chorus A...Chorus A... Verse 2: Keep in the pan It's only hot because we start Cookin Around the room they sweatin us I can see them lookin That's the intention to leave the room Consumed Watching us rise up like a Hot Air Balloon. Like June I'm bringing the Heat. You bringing beef imma Roast It. I eat meat . Raise up a cup and I Toast It. Destroy the enemy cause to GOD I'm the Closes. Take off your head on Social Media and Post It In the heat of the battle. I'm gonna ride on my saddle and yell Fire Yuh Like a Bomb. Quite and Calm until I'm Alarmed then I Ignite Bruh Beware, Something in me Flammable With Care, Handle me Yo oh. My Pedigree, temperamental in the Third Degree Chorus A... Chorus A...Chorus A... Chorus B... Chorus B...Chorus B...