[Chorus: Nelly]
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Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle
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do your thug thizzle we'll make it
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Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle
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do your thug thizzle we'll make it
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Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle
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do your thug thizzle we'll make it
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Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle
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do your thug thizzle we'll make it
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[Verse 1: Kyjuan]
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I really hate to see her leave but I love to see her walk off
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Imagine what her *oooo* looks like with her clothes off
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I'm rolling with the top off, see tops come off
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When the streetlights go off I heard shots go off
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I'm a humble show-off I'll be beating when I roll off
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Pumping Jill Scott number seven in front of the seven-eleven
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Grab some magnum protection gonna be some sexin'
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Wrap some hemp and L's its gonna be a session
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She stressing the fact that we gotta stay at the best western
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I ain't cheap and that's on everything
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Put her pants to her knees don't take off everything
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I pay for her chains staying near her cain's
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Sipping on her cane I'm forgetting everything
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My name Kyjuan, yeah Kyjuan left none
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Boy she wouldn't have been with me if you wouldn't have left her
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I left her sexed her stressed her and left her
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
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My sex steno cus I'm taxing it I smack it a little
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Stir it up like mother fuckin coffee then back to the middle
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Lift over some pounds some way my hitters nod away
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You damn near caught a Charlie-horse to make your dick stay in the hole
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Oh we fuckin now pumping like all my pow
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Ass up face down I'm going to town
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Round and round here I go pumping for nothing
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Cus she wiggle and wiggle and wiggle just know when I'm coming
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I'm like *Ohhhh* I can't take it no more
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Move it one more time and watch my knees buckle
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She tip drip type quit to get her dirty, hype, and aroused
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Always see her nipples through her blouse *Owwww*
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Watch it wiggle just like the Harlem dance
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Look at all that ass in those *itty-bitty* pants
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Damn, hey Ms. Parker I make that ass come on down like Bob Barker
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[Verse 3: Nelly]
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Baby girl shake it like a paraplegic please believe it (Wooo)
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Knees bent, and back arched just how I need it
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Call her "Billie Jean," I like the "Thriller" before I "Beat It"
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Conceded when she shake it but I like it like that
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Throw it at me even harder just to see me react
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See if it's wack, in fact see what Nelly about
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I thought that ass was a fluke until I went to her house
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You see mama got ass too, her sister Keesha and Sue
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Her cousins, aunts and nieces start walking in by two
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Like who's trying to keep they composure now
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I'm feeling it can't nobody hold me down
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Nobody told me how crazy groupies and coochies can get
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In the back side under the stage trying to hit
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And I'm like "Baby girl I ain't that kind of guy"
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Let me at least let me go get a condom I ain't trying to die
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I might be high but I'm not that damn high!
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 4: Ali]
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Oh lord my dick hard call the nurse (why?)
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It's getting worse fat asses I gotta flirt
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It was me Mo and Murph, Kyjuan was with his earth
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Playing pussy it hurt, smoking, passing the smirks
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Popping bottle after bottle I'm like "Here we go again"
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Posting it up in the club thinking "Is he got a win"
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My chrome shoes went from Barry to Larry Hughes
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Emmitt's 22's now its Jordan's I cruise
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But anyway Fo Sho I'm from the show me let me show you
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To drunk and out of town trying to kiss you like I know you
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In the middle of the dance floor caught the man's attention
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Wiggle Wiggle do your thug's hydraulic suspension
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Did I mention long Ohhh, "What the fuck is going on?"
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Your body banging ma' I got to take you home
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Cool lets break, to the house on the lake
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Man this is great I'm dealing with high stakes
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[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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Wiggle Wiggle
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