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