*featuring Rasheeda
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C'mon
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Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Make that ass vibrate, make that ass vibrate
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Make that ass vibrate, shake that shit till you
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Start an earthquake
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[Verse 1: Petey]
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I want them 3, to come up here wit me
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So I can put em where they 'pose to be
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One at the head, one in the middle
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and one down by my feet, she keep ticklin me
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Neighbors bangin on the wall cause we over here
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disturbin the peace, baby be easy
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Rockin the bed so hard we done kicked off
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all tha sheets, don't worry we don't need em
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A couple hours in the session we done been
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through bout four CDs (about four CDs)
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Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight, and Jodeci
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(They love Jodeci)
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By the way look think I need a couple can of energy drinks
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(yeah I'm gone need em)
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Cuz these hoes go vibratin in they coochie
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[Chorus 1: 2x]
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I like the way yo ass be vibratin...
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I like the way yo ass be vibratin...
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[Chorus 2: 2x]
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Make that ass vibrate, make that ass vibrate
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Make that ass vibrate, shake that shit till you
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Start an earthquake
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[Verse 2: Rasheeda]
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Bend over and touch ya toes, blow smoke got ya hoes like you blowin dro
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Slide down the pole, upside down do it fast or slow
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Round here we professionals, get flexible, real sexual
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Make a nigga wanna eat it like a vegetable
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When he see that ass rise like a buttered roll
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Round here we gangstered out, this aint no titty bar
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we let it all hang out
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Break bread till the song played out, show that nigga what a real bitch bout
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These cats thank they pimpin like Don Juon
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But they all played out like the thong song
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Get ya money gul, show em what you really bout
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Rasheeda reppin fo the ladies in the south
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[Both Choruses]
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[Verse 3: Petey]
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I can fuck, any bitch in here, lay her on the pillow
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Crawl up behind her and cram all of it in her
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Ride her ass like a bicycle, hold right there
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When I move you move, just like that
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Just as show as yo ass is fat, there's some 26 inch rims on a Cadillac
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Like spinners, sittin on a sixty-seven
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At the car show bumpin Funk Master Flex
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I aint met a bitch yet (and yeah) that I couldn't have
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All I gotta do is tell a hoe who I am
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Pull up to the side and get away from them
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Doom, Doom, Doom
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[Both Choruses]
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[Chorus 2 - 2X]
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Vibrate
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| Petey Pablo |
