Bubba Sparxxx - Twerk A Little Lyrics
[bubba] feel me[timbaland]Uhh! .. uhh!Cmon, cmon, ah cmon, ah cmonCatch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your mommas houseIn your daughters guts, or just spazzin outMe and bubba know what the hell we talkin boutPickin up bettys like they was beans and brussel sproutsWe got the clout to make you bounce a littleWe got the clout to make you down this pickle, until you gettin tickledCmon bubba lets surround this biddleWhile you work the back bit timbaland work the middleUh-oh, uh-oh! I see ya see ya smileUh-oh, uh-oh! down comes your blouseTimb been around em allFrom white to black, even magnoli-allTo hit em in project hallsIn back of the streets maybe right in front of yall (ha ha ha)Timb and bubba is a problem yallIts like hip-hop, meets effin tim mcgrawWe two fools and dont take no mess***** lumber logs just to work the chestHes country finest, Im country bestPuttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now cmon[chorus 2x: timbaland]Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see you drop itWork the middle, work the middle, let me see you pop itGo on! witcha bad selfCmon! witcha bad self[bubba sparxxx]I brought enough with me to start this ***** a college fundFitted boy and polo, and she aint even got a sonTimmy kind of shy, told me to tell you drop it someHere betty, take this grand, get your monthly shoppin doneYou can shake for dem but bet that you dont profit noneI got a coochie fart *****, baby pop me oneWhile you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rumIm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runsUh-oh, uh-oh! why they all on timmy?Uh-oh, uh-oh! ten grand is all they give meStill got a grand left, can I let my hand restRight there on your damn chest, fondlin your tan breastI might just snap back and cuss a broadBut this ***** is truly blessed so I must applaudIn and out of every club in less than a hourSprinkle on a little pervis like Im fresh out the showerOhhhh! and rest assured timmy runnin with bubbaWe gettin slurped by two sluts right in front of each otherAnd well probably do the same thang next monday eveningI gotta ride this bentley home cause timmys out so we leavin, now[chorus][female singer]I see you, lookin out the corner of your eyeCome up here and rub up on my thigh[timbaland]Im comin baby as fast as I canSo while youre waitin wontcha go head and talk to my man, uh[female singer]I see you, lookin out the corner of your eyeCome up here and rub up on my thigh[bubba]Thank you timmy, I dont mind yo sloppy secondsBut when I send her back to you I bet we both infected[female singer]I see you, lookin out the corner of your eyeCome up here and rub up on my thigh[timbaland]Bubba wontcha just do what I tell yaShe got some good snapper (yes she do) damnit didnt I tell ya?[female singer]I see you, lookin out the corner of your eyeCome up here and rub up on my thigh.. wont you put in my mouth, wont you put in my mouth?[bubba]Now, thats what Im talkin bout![chorus] - 1.5x
