[Hook]

Oooh ooh yeah, ooh oooh ooh yeah yeah

Clap-clappin’ that-clappin’ that ass, clap-clappin’ that-clappin’ ass, that ass

Wop-woppin’ that-woppin’ that ass, wop-woppin’ that-woppin’ that ass, that ass

Oh oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh oh yeah

[Mystikal]

Smokin and fuckin are some of my habits

The curly hair and good looks that come from my daddy

I shot a couple of kids out but didn’t get married

But I love to do my thing for them keeping them happy

I do what it takes with the pen and the paper

just to keep my black ass off of minimum wage

I went from stutter to shake it like a dog

I might not eat yo’ pussy but I’ll bite you on your draws

It ain’t my fought but go head though

I can’t return the favor but go head hoe

I’m tapping them tonsils in the back of yo thoat

Slap it up wet it up, then we can go to the show

Uh fuck it and suck it then leave it alone

You know dick ain’t nothing but meat on a bone

You betta not let yo mama hear you sing that song

beat it up sweat it up little daddy’s gone gone

[Hook]

[Mystikal]

Well look at you, you flirtin’ with this pimpin’ ain’t yo’

I seen you pstin’ winkin’ at me when you grabbed yo’ ankle

Ah she can’t sang, but g-strings hangs

And it don’t take no Ricky Martin to know that she bang

Wobble that ass, and show yo’ tits

Fo’ a bitch to be that fine don’t make no sense

Them ho’s hatin’ but she gettin’ the money nothin’

Bouncin’ off her booty but fifty’s and hundred’s

Ooh, flip ’em the bird if you gettin yo’ serv

and then hit this fuckin’ dick and kick them ho’s to the curb

Look at them hips, look at them thighs

It could make a grown man temperature rise

She stoppin’ traffic and she do it on purpose

Got niggas jumpin’ out their car to see them bop in the circle

She makin’ me hot, I’m makin’ you rich

Take this fuckin’ money and back up on this

[Hook]

[Mystikal]

This for my bitches in the backseat of them cars

Know how to ride a dick, and pack the gards

After she had a daquiry that’s when she called me

Talkin’ hot comin’ from the bachelorette party

But really what happened she probably won’t tell me

Now she want her pussy tapped hard knock out I’ll help her

I’m supposed to be the broad ain’t that some shit

So I went ahead and drove her off, ain’t that a bitch

She shakin’ ‘er leg and makin’ the bread

Ah she good with her mouth so nigga look out

She servin’ them heads you heard what I said

Around and ’round she knockin’ ’em down

Wherever is crackin’ then that’s where she be

and guess what if that’s what she like then that’s alright with me

Because-a, she bring it to me, in the night and the day

She supposed to have a baby from me that’s what they say

[Hook 2x]

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