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Wobble Wobble
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
C-Murder
C-Murder
Vocals
Krazy
Krazy
Vocals
Magic
Magic
Vocals
Master P
Master P
Vocals
Mr Mac
Mr Mac
Vocals
Mystikal
Mystikal
Vocals
Silkk the Shocker
Silkk the Shocker
Vocals
The Showboys
The Showboys
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Awood Johnson
Awood Johnson
Songwriter
Corey Miller
Corey Miller
Songwriter
Vyshonne King Miller
Vyshonne King Miller
Songwriter
Carlos Stephens
Carlos Stephens
Songwriter
Mckinley Phipps Jr.
Mckinley Phipps Jr.
Songwriter
Michael Tyler
Michael Tyler
Songwriter
Michael Wilson
Michael Wilson
Songwriter
Orville Hall
Orville Hall
Songwriter
Percy Miller
Percy Miller
Songwriter
Phillip Glen Price
Phillip Glen Price
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carlos Stephens
Carlos Stephens
Producer

Lyrics

Yo, this Jay-tweezie Keepin' it live off the heezie fo' cheezy With them 504 Boyz you dig, check it This here is to played loud as possible Preferably in residential neighborhoods and nightclubs Grab your shorty and let's go Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh, take it, take it Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh (check it), take it, take it (uh) You already know what's happenin' when I step in this bitch And I know you've heard of me 'Cause I'm right there off of GT and Derbigny You've been 'bout serving it, ever since you heard my song I got you bucked up, you want that camouflage love, huh You got me fucked up I just want to see you wobble, like your momma's won that lotto Like your daddy full of that bottle Like your brother when he caught them hollows Like them G.T. bitches, them Saint T. bitches, my No Limit bitches Them boss bitches who 'bout they riches, and it ain't no secret They want that soldier dick that you only get from that soldier clique That whoa, bitch I told ya' dick, 'welling up We drop it like it's hotter, from the dance floor to the Ramada (what?) Giving up them peso's, I thinks nada, look Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh, take it, take it Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh (look), take it, take it Now when you shake that ass, I get rocked up You got a boyfriend boo (Wodie, my man locked up) Every time you wobble wobble it gets me horny So, I can ride that ass from the night until in the morning I could respect your mind, if you could respect the game Is it cool to fuck, or is this about some change Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh, take it, take it I like it when I see 'em at the club, shaking that thang (uh-huh) Girl, you really got me thinking 'bout taking that thang (come here) Now when they wobbly, wobbly, ass bouncing everywhere The way she drop it like that, I can't help but to stare Got a nigga saying "Ooh, girl" Come a little closer, I'm trying to make you out my boo girl Don't move, girl, I'm on my way to the floor, baby Coming for mine, want to see if you can really shake it Let's bump and grind, girl, you did that The way you bounce it and shake it, you know I'm with that I'm trying to get that, cause you got me rock hard (ohh my God) Got me humpin' and humpin' it (huh) humpin' like a dog, woof Wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh, take it, take it Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Look, take it, take it Back your ass! Whoo! The fuck up! I thought I told you, put your meanest face on for me And them steel-toe boots, gonna stomp your ass Want it, hunt it, some old niggas ready to jump your ass I'll be there for you baby, just beep me Start paging soldier, when you want a freak male I like freaking at your man's house, when he leave I toot What would he say if he knew that I was sexing you Let me see you wobble then shake it, then baby pop it, don't break it You want love, let's make it, I just can't wait 'til you naked You lick your lips, it makes me hard Daydreamin' of screamin' and fiendin' You creamin' for sex, that you gonna get this evening Ya heard me Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Ooh, take it, take it Now won't you wobble wobble Let me see you shake it, shake it Now won't you drop it, drop it Look, take it, take it We them 504 Boyz, huh? We them 504 Boyz, what? We them 504 Boyz, huh? We them 504 Boyz, what? Ha-ha, yeah, we're about to evacuate (You heard) year 2000 It a lot I wanna say, bro That how we do it (back in this, yo) We back (no limit, you heard me?) We can't be stopped
Writer(s): A Johnson, P Miller, Orville Erwin Hall, Philip B Price, M Tyler, V Miller, M. Wilson, C. Miller, M Phipps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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