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Benzino - Boottee lyrics
[Teddy Riley] Uh, Check it out Here it goes [Mr. Gzus] Step up in the club, what did I see? B double O double T double E All 'round me Duckin the tricks around me Look it's soft as Downey Never wait for the plug, she found me As I nod to the beat, and down some Re-mi Gettin tit-ty, smokin minty, gettin crispy Dimes in line from the shine, they can't miss me I rep the 3, Benzino and Twice G I rep the Bean, I hold it down for my team Make no mistakes, I wanna rake that backyard Keepin mad links in the 'yac (?) Lord, Lord, check the design Joe Dash but I'm tryin to make that ass mine Player always on the grind scopin some take home Creepin, bonin, see you in the mo'nin [Chorus - Teddy Riley] Booty, booty Booty, booty I see booty I see booty [Teddy Riley] Uh, aiyyo, it's time to shake that ass baby Wiggle it and make it last baby Take it off and I'll give you a little cash baby Booty bangin like the bass in the cape, uh Call your friends, come and hang with my click, uh Come to the mansion with that think and them tits, uh You can get it if you slimmer your thick, uh Aiyyo it's T.R., I be the dude from the east Collaboration with the Made man, movin ya feet Aiyyo my party people dance to this (uh) Get ya roll on, wave ya hands to this (what) ladies show ya thong, drop ya pants to this (wha-what) Hop inside the Benz and get tampered with You can get it even if your glamourous, feel me, feel me? The way you shake that ass it's like you tryin to kill me I'm with the sex you need, so baby heal me Teddy Ted and Made Men, what you forgot me [Chorus] [Benzino] Boottee ass niggas that's there for blastin Smith and Wesson turn ya into ashes Assassin, that's me if ya askin Get ya frame bent up, wrapped in plastic Who got the game mastered? Benzino, bastard I lasted, stepped the game up and passed it Boottee ass niggas wanna do this thug shit Flash all night but your jewels are busted We cop bottles, flocks, my motto's Benzino's 'bout to drop, and that's a problem Matta fact, that's a promise You spit trash, your man is garbage I whip cars, fast and forty 7 Class, six sedans aboard us Boottee ass niggas wanna please the ass man Fake copin whips, no cash protection Get outta here! [Chorus] [Benzino] 3x Ridin thru these streets in my Range, and all I see is.. (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Pull up to the club on dubs, and look at here (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Bitch type niggas try to creep, they whole crew.. (Booty, booty, booty, booty) Don't cock block, stick a dime in the G for the.. (Booty, booty, booty, booty) [Teddy Riley] 8x I see booty, I see booty |
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