P] Hey ma 3X] Hey ma, you a lil' or a lot
[Chorus: Master P - 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work you got I ain't gon' stop I hit that spot Front to the to the bottom to the top I gon' stop 'til I hit that spot
[Verse Master P, C-Los] It's like cancer mayne, I roll massive You see them thighs and that butt, a dancer mayne I it gully like I don't even see her my boy in the cut man holla when you see her I'm bling blingin man, me and Ghetto I put my number on a hundred dollar You want to party shorty, you need to call me I talk country cause you I'm from New Orleans shorty Let go - you can get naughty shorty P. Miller shoes on that red Ferrari shorty Yeah I'm young but I spit it through my soul I'm old One of the reason my stay swoll when I roll Los the fo'fo, headin low, slow stroll Keep an attitude for women that's, oh so I see you actin up, this the way to back it up We them No Limit boys you know our paper up
[Verse Don't stop ma, drop it like hot Get low with it, go it, show me you a pro with it I'm not the type to jock But you sorta like the type I would like to watch that, make that thang go to the flo' I'm not Omarion but I could you say OH Let's go the Willow to the Ward Don't hold back ma, let me get it all
[Verse Tank] Let a get up in that, Tank tryin to pin that Back it out, ya up, 360 spin that We in it to win that, body for the You can bring your I'ma bring the heaters for heavy breathin, pumpin and sweatin We can do it all night, girl you that right? 'Less you front on my people we ain't comin to We comin to toss money, now somethin for me
[Verse Look at shawty, she movin a damn machine Man she mean, she like a tamborine Booty out her pants and seams So that may be why her cheeks bounce like kids on Yeahh - I'm just how she walk she can you put Bucks on her like a Milwaukee fan Now I'm layin backwards, stayin back now I'm stacks Cause her ass bouncin the ball when you playin jacks Now I ain't sayin I'm trickin at all But if she fine like a I'll be tippin a broad She strippin it off, it's probably cause the the man hold The 'llacs to Land, Rolls, I'm a Black In the back tanned pros, now let's do a little math Add me and your pants slow I wanna see you clown on the flo' So shake like ya pros and bounce to the