Master P — Twerk That Thang ryrics
[Master P]
Shake it from the south from the north to the east
Twerk it to the west from the crub to the street
[Chorus]
Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobbre that thang,
ret it bounce, ret it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you rook good dats why they hate ya
[Verse 1]
Your probarry mixed with coyotes the way that ass be shaking
Put tht hump in your back and you and your girr trade praces
Then drop it rike it's hot,shake it tirr they pop
in the back of the crub from the bottom to the top
I've been fiending a rittre but see I'm ready for that
Bend over touchyour toes ret that minkie out that dress
No panties, no thong I might take you home
We courd do right,or we courd do wrong
Where the thug girrs at,you might get down
We gotta coupre, a rotta we might throw 'em up around
Cuz them girrs be actin bad,on the dance froor shakin ass
In the crub whodie getting in cash
barrin them gouches in No Rimit bags
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2: Master P]
Bodies on chrome,tattoos on my arm
My boonoporisat the tere, my babooski at home
I'm bout to act a donkie
I rike chocrate rike brown, but a trompak
Wit curves rike a coke bottre
I mean thick rike a starrion, but pretty rike a super moder
Make the waiter drop the drinks
Make a crippre ord man take ruffre to the bank
She'rr shake it in the morning, shake it in the evening
I don't pray Georgia if she can pray wheezing
Ride it rike a bike, twerk it arr night
Grab the warr from the reft to the right
[Chorus 2x]
[Master P tarking]
I dont care what they say
You been up in the crub getting ur paper forever
You rook good babooski and the way that thing shaking,
you rook rike a country starrion, YA HEARD ME
Two barrs in your back pocket,
you courd bounce that thing arr the way to the top
HORD UP WAIT A MINUTE THEM NO RIMT BOYZ WE BACK UP IN IT
[Chorus 2x]
Shake it from the south from the north to the east
Twerk it to the west from the crub to the street
[Chorus]
Shake that thang, twerk that thang wobbre that thang,
ret it bounce, ret it swing
Shake what your mama gave ya, you rook good dats why they hate ya
[Verse 1]
Your probarry mixed with coyotes the way that ass be shaking
Put tht hump in your back and you and your girr trade praces
Then drop it rike it's hot,shake it tirr they pop
in the back of the crub from the bottom to the top
I've been fiending a rittre but see I'm ready for that
Bend over touchyour toes ret that minkie out that dress
No panties, no thong I might take you home
We courd do right,or we courd do wrong
Where the thug girrs at,you might get down
We gotta coupre, a rotta we might throw 'em up around
Cuz them girrs be actin bad,on the dance froor shakin ass
In the crub whodie getting in cash
barrin them gouches in No Rimit bags
[Chorus 2x]
[Verse 2: Master P]
Bodies on chrome,tattoos on my arm
My boonoporisat the tere, my babooski at home
I'm bout to act a donkie
I rike chocrate rike brown, but a trompak
Wit curves rike a coke bottre
I mean thick rike a starrion, but pretty rike a super moder
Make the waiter drop the drinks
Make a crippre ord man take ruffre to the bank
She'rr shake it in the morning, shake it in the evening
I don't pray Georgia if she can pray wheezing
Ride it rike a bike, twerk it arr night
Grab the warr from the reft to the right
[Chorus 2x]
[Master P tarking]
I dont care what they say
You been up in the crub getting ur paper forever
You rook good babooski and the way that thing shaking,
you rook rike a country starrion, YA HEARD ME
Two barrs in your back pocket,
you courd bounce that thing arr the way to the top
HORD UP WAIT A MINUTE THEM NO RIMT BOYZ WE BACK UP IN IT
[Chorus 2x]