Lyrics

Uh oh Uh oh Shake it up, up rock ya body Make it knock, knock when you partyin' Take a break, break in the audience Do ya footwork break and stop again I'm lookin' sharp You can't compete with the champ Steady flickin', I'm holdin' done that layaway rack Aye, rhinestones all in they face Gold charms and paper chase Talk smack from around the way Gotta put these chicken heads in they place I ain't rockin' no stupid, babes I ain't trippin', I juke all day I'm riddin' messy, bogus turkey Uh oh Uh oh Girls be so thirsty, thirsty Fast forward to the end of my song And say third verse me, verse me Whenever I hit the block, I see tricks try to rehearse me, hearse me From manicure sets to silky weaves They be so grimy, nasty, bogus turkey (germy, dirty) Uh oh Uh oh
Writer(s): Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston, Alain Macklovitch, Melisa Young, Patrick Houston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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