Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot more, drop it like over herr baby girl, uh
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[Chorus - Nelly]
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Let me in now, there it go
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I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
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Let me in now, there it go
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I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
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Let me in now, there it go
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I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
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Let me in now, there it go
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I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
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[Ali]
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Let me in ma', so I can hit it
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Make you wanna leave wit' it, take you home and sleep wit' it
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Tell your friends that we did it in the back of the Coupe
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With your back on the sunroof holla'in out "whoop-de-whoop"
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You be like "girl, he put in work, hit it all night
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He rocked my world, came out that skirt, soon as I hit that door
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He thorough, while you twerk, so much Mo' and Cris' I urled all on my skirt
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We still kicked it," (let me in know)
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You ain't heard, that playa bad
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St. Louis nigga to the end, with a fo'-fo' mag
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And 'til them 'tic niggas kick in, let a fire bag
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The party just would not begin, 'til you shake that ass, now shake that ass
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I'm like, uh, "whoa hossie" and that ass ain't playin
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I'm a teach it to go varsity in a passin Ram
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Marry me and, divorce me and get my cash advance
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Your best bet's to deep throat me as fast as you can, I'm like
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[Chorus]
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[Murphy Lee]
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Ay yo, I'm Murphy Lee the ashtray, I touch butts all day
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Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me
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And let your knees touch your nostrils
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Show me that big ol' brown booty hole, let me record it like a studio
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You can go and get your crew, girl, like Freddy
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Huh, you Raw like Eddie, call me Murphy if you ready
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Ready for whatever, Strictly Business like Halle Berry
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When I'm with you like Tony Terry, say my name more times than Bloody Mary
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Kinda scary gettin more head for stones than cemetaries
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MO Town done ran through more halls than Barry
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At school, in the Hall gettin busy like Arsenio
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I'm a rat trap like club Casino
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[Keyjuan]
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Ay yo, it's on fo' sho', low-cut Capris so her thongs could sho'
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She probably got a man, but I've been wrong befo'
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All I know is that she make her knees touch her elbows just to get in a show
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I'm startin to think, this how it's supposed to go
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Get blowed before we go where we supposed to go
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Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow
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Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo'
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Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow
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Rollin fo'-do's, sippin Mo' with fo' hoes
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I'm a two-triple-0, U-City, gigalo
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Duece Duece Bigalow, love a man, Joe Blow
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And you should pay me, I'm Super like Nintendo
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Make your hands touch the flo', your knees don't bend tho'
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In the Benzo, tinted windows, if the bounce is right, the ounce is right
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Meet me at my house tonight
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[Chorus]
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[Nelly]
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Now baby girl got a rump on 'er, fo'-do' and a trunk on 'er
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Low miles, no dents, title readin "one owner"
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Some are wanna-be baller, baby daddies that don't want 'er
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He ain't trippin 'til he see another nigga get on her
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But she a good girl, actin bad when she need be
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I wish you would girl, hit me so often she beep me
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On some "Nelly, come meet me, it's the first lady
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My president is out the country I need the VP"
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I'm in the White House, butt-naked and iced out
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Turn the lights out, and I'm turnin your wife out
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Same chick you jumped the broom with, throwin the rice out
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Same cat shoppin with rats, throwin the mice out
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I like 'em clumsy mo', just let everything hit the flo'
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Not once, not twice, three times, but fo'
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Each time, makin her knees touchin her elbows
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I said, each time, lookin at me, yellin she want mo'
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I'm like, ohh!
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[Chorus]
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[Nelly - talking]
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Baby girl like to shake a lot, huh, baby girl like to shake a lot
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Huh, baby girl like to, uh, uh, uh, uh
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Do your thizzle Moet, hah, hah, and do your thizzle Moet
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Hah, hah, shake it like that for, hah, yeah
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Three-one-four fo' sho', S-T-L and I connect the do
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Let Me In Now
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