my show. Worried bout where my chain go. I uh rubba in ma pants. But these hoes won't let my thang go. . I uwa like I uwa. Cuz you know them hoes be tryin us. Hoe don't you know I * wit fine
my show. Worried bout where my chain go. I uh rubba in ma pants. But these hoes won't let my thang go. . I uwa like I uwa. Cuz you know them hoes be tryin us. Hoe don't you know I * wit fine
my show. Worried bout where my chain go. I uh rubba in ma pants. But these hoes won't let my thang go. . I uwa like I uwa. Cuz you know them hoes be tryin us. Hoe don't you know I * wit fine
the champagne glasses, please fill 'em up. Don't be scared that you spillin' it. And tell the truth is you feelin' it That's the breeze from the gutta. We make cheese cop V'S and burn rubba. The
hollerin' When I holler ay bay bay. I finna get my groove on. It's so hot up in da club. Dat I ain't got no shoes on. I'm holdin' up a big stack of dem. Hundreds in a rubba band. Girl don't ask me for
hollerin' When I holler ay bay bay. I finna get my groove on. It's so hot up in da club. Dat I ain't got no shoes on. I'm holdin' up a big stack of dem. Hundreds in a rubba band. Girl don't ask me for
hollerin' When I holler ay bay bay. I finna get my groove on. It's so hot up in da club. Dat I ain't got no shoes on. I'm holdin' up a big stack of dem. Hundreds in a rubba band. Girl don't ask me for
hollerin' When I holler ay bay bay. I finna get my groove on. It's so hot up in da club. Dat I ain't got no shoes on. I'm holdin' up a big stack of dem. Hundreds in a rubba band. Girl don't ask me for
