Project Pat、Juicy J - Twerk(feat. Project Pat) (Clean|Explicit)

Girl you're hotter than… all them hoes modelin'And I just keep on tippin'Pourin' out them dollars, and…It's about to be a twerk off… be a twerk offPull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt offAnything she can do, you can do betterI don't see nobody here who's better than youGirl, I love to see you twerk, love the way you go to workYou be killin' competition ‘cause you let it go berserk…Come and get this money, girl, it's yoursI can keep them dollars comin', they say when it rains it poursThrowin' money to the ceiling ‘til it's covering the floorIt's a twerk off, but we know who's winnin' (you, of course)Grab some girlfriends and let's synch up with my partner and themWe can all go to the penthouse and just vibe out and put you in the wigGirl, if you in, shake it like you'll never shake it againTake it so deep, I don't know when it endI know it's no mistake, you should be in first placeGirl you're hotter than… all them hoes modelin'And I just keep on tippin'Pourin' out them dollars, and…It's about to be a twerk off… be a twerk offPull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt offFirst you gotta pop it, then you gotta drop itEven though the haters watchin', you don't have to stop itCallin' "murder" ‘cause you killin' when you take it to the ceilingGot me losin' all control when you work it on the poleYou know you the best, ‘cause you gon' do what she won't doYou keep it out the box, them other chicks be typicalThat's why I throw it up, you love how I be tippin' youBefore you start this twerk off, baby, take that shirt offGirl you're hotter than… all them hoes modelin'And I just keep on tippin'Pourin' out them dollars, and…It's about to be a twerk off… be a twerk offPull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt offThe way she work that pole – it's time for her to work mineAnd she suck it so good – I just might go blindAnd her a** is fat – damn that chick so fineShe okay in the face but Beyonce from behindShe clapped her a** for cheese, ‘cause my chips stackin' like PringlesI'm rich and I'm single, blowin' twenty-thousand in singlesBaddest chick you've never seen before, I make it rain, they clean the floorI throw a stack, she come and get it, I'll throw some more, I'm not goin' brokeBooty like no other – she get it from her motherThrowin' bands in the club, smokin' more than Chris TuckerW**d naps and w**d raps, I can't stop, no relapseNothin' but models, trippin' on molly,take ‘em back to the crib and continue the partyGirl you're hotter than… all them hoes modelin'And I just keep on tippin'Pourin' out them dollars, and…It's about to be a twerk off… be a twerk offPull your skirt down… aw, take your shirt off