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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Booboo'zzz All Stars
Booboo'zzz All Stars
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Joubert
Jonathan Joubert
Composer
Olivier Lerole
Olivier Lerole
Composer
Stéphane Garcia Tudela
Stéphane Garcia Tudela
Composer
Cédric Verdier
Cédric Verdier
Composer
Laurent Mercier
Laurent Mercier
Composer
Chauncey Hannibal
Chauncey Hannibal
Lyrics

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Shawty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, you don't play around Cover much ground Got game by the pound Getting paid is a forte Each and every day Be a play away I can't get her out of my mind (wow) I think about the girl all the time (wow, wow) East side to the West side Pushing fat rides It is no surprise She got tricks in the stash Stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average She's on when she's gotta have it Baby you a perfect 10 Wanna get in Can I get down so I can win? I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up She got class and style Street knowledge by the pound Baby never act wild Very low key on the profile Catching feelings is a no Let me tell you how it goes Herb's the word, spin the verb Lover it curves so freak what you heard (yeah) Rollin' with the phatness You don't even know what the half is You gotta pay to play Just for Shawty bang bang to look your way I like the way you work it Trump tight all day every day Blowing my mind, maybe in time Maybe I can get you in my ride I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Yo that girl is good Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo 'Cause that's my peeps And we rolls deep Flyin' with first class New York city To beat the G What you know about me? Not a motherfuckin' thing That bomber jacket Sported by my buddies As for me Phat Perry shops strike cheap We be's the baddest clique up on the scene Ain't you getting bored with these fake-ass stores? I shows and proves, no doubt I'll be taking you so Please excuse if I come across rude That's just me That's how rude I got to be Stay kickin' game with a capital G Ask the people on my block I'm as real as can be Word is bond Faking moves never been my thing So Jouby, pass the word Say you'll rasta law I'll be sending the call Let's say around 3:30 I was Smith and Booboo'zzz It's no diggity I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like, I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Yo that girl looks good Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Writer(s): William Withers, Teddy Riley, Lynise Walters, William Stewart, Richard Vick Iii, Chauncey Hannibal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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