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[Intro: T-Pain]
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot (woo)
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
You gotta see this bitch out, put regular pants on (girl, where them leggings?)
Impossible booty, yeah
I get my dance on
My dick fuck right on top of that booty (brrrr)
She get on the wave
Ain’t no stopping that booty (hol’ up)
She tryna get saved
I put my choppers on duty
Toot toot
Put that booty on you too
Get a million and [?], ooh, ooh
Toot toot
Boop, boop
Pop it, drop it, stop it, pop it
If I T-Mix on your shit, I’m a motherfuckin’ rocket

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
I ain’t got no fucking heart
I can’t be loyal to you whore
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

[Verse 3: Young Cash]
If I see that out, be your one and only
Promise, promise, I will never leave that booty lonely
I wouldn’t cheat with that booty, it’s big, what to do with that booty?
Make me a mill like that booty, put a lil pill in that booty
We rolling in the strip club, swerving my car
Like it’s stolen, she’s sitting on my lap with all of these ones
My dick growing, tell the barmaid to bring another drink
And keep pouring, just keep pouring
Tryna get that booty drunk (drunk)
She say you got me lit (got me lit)
Weed and straight Hennessy
None of that Bill Cosby shit
And you’re bouncing that booty so good
I just might make you my main thot (my thot)
That booty so round and soft
I could kill that if it’s fake, girl, or not, that booty

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

[Intro: T-Pain]
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot
That booty, you got on you, toot toot
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot (woo)
Look at the booty, you got on you, toot toot

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
You gotta see this bitch out, put regular pants on (girl, where them leggings?)
Impossible booty, yeah
I get my dance on
My dick fuck right on top of that booty (brrrr)
She get on the wave
Ain’t no stopping that booty (hol’ up)
She tryna get saved
I put my choppers on duty
Toot toot
Put that booty on you too
Get a million and [?], ooh, ooh
Toot toot
Boop, boop
Pop it, drop it, stop it, pop it
If I T-Mix on your shit, I’m a motherfuckin’ rocket

[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, toot toot
Oh, girl, I wanna see you, twerk
I’ma make that pussy, squirt
If you scared, go to, church
Toot toot
Uh, get all up in that, skirt
Coming all over your, shirt
Put the pussy in the, dirt
Toot toot
Oh, I love that booty
Hammer dance on the booty
Don’t you put pants on the booty, oh no
Toot toot
Uh, and I miss that booty, yeah
Might need to kiss that booty, yeah
Would you let a nigga hit that booty? Oh no

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
I ain’t got no fucking heart
I can’t be loyal to you whore
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

[Verse 3: Young Cash]
If I see that out, be your one and only
Promise, promise, I will never leave that booty lonely
I wouldn’t cheat with that booty, it’s big, what to do with that booty?
Make me a mill like that booty, put a lil pill in that booty
We rolling in the strip club, swerving my car
Like it’s stolen, she’s sitting on my lap with all of these ones
My dick growing, tell the barmaid to bring another drink
And keep pouring, just keep pouring
Tryna get that booty drunk (drunk)
She say you got me lit (got me lit)
Weed and straight Hennessy
None of that Bill Cosby shit
And you’re bouncing that booty so good
I just might make you my main thot (my thot)
That booty so round and soft
I could kill that if it’s fake, girl, or not, that booty

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Twerk twerk), twerk
Girl I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Twerk twerk), twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Twerk twerk)
Can I touch that booty?
That booty, that big old booty?
Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty?
Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (twerk twerk)

[Verse 1: Daya]
There’s a light on your skin
Painted gold like your feet
If you’re gonna lean into me
Make sure you feel the heat
You can take what you want
But when you take it from me
I’ll make sure that you fall apart
And fall down to your knees

[Pre-Chorus: Daya]
And I’m betting on a miracle to give me peace
I’m not asking for a miracle, just you and me

[Chorus: Daya]
Yeah, I wanna know if you’re gonna be there
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Why do I get the feeling we’re getting close?
But we’ll never be there
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Is it more than a feeling?

[Post-Chorus: Daya]
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
If you’re gonna be there
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Why do I get the feeling?
I wanna know

[Verse 2: Daya]
‘Cause it’s never a no
So what hand will you play
Is it too much to ask if I should go, or I should stay?
In a moment of doubt, put your hand on the flame
When you need to remind yourself that you could feel the same

[Pre-Chorus: Daya]
And I’m betting on a miracle to give me peace
I’m not asking for a miracle, just you and me

[Chorus: Daya]
Yeah, I wanna know if you’re gonna be there
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Why do I get the feeling we’re getting close?
But we’ll never be there
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Is it more than a feeling?

[Post-Chorus: Daya]
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
If you’re gonna be there (You’re gonna be there)
‘Cause it’s hard to believe or see it
Why do I get the feeling?
I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know

[Verse 1]
One night it’s only been one night
Remember I said I’ll see you again
Calling why you keep calling
Like you need it like you desperate

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You’re so high, high maintenance
High, high maintenance
Yeah you pushing me away

[Chorus]
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a

[Verse 2]
Too much you’re doing it too much
Take a few steps take a few breaths

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You’re so high, high maintenance
High, high maintenance
Yeah you pushing me away

[Chorus]
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a

[Bridge]
I’m missing all your calls, calls
You just got to let it go, go
I don’t really want to know, know
What you been doing all day
I’m missing all your calls, calls
You just got to let it go, go
I don’t really wanna know, know
What you been doing
You been doing

[Chorus]
You been on my case when I’ve been messing around yeah
We should take a break because it’s breaking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
All my girls are saying I’m supposed to have fun
And I don’t need nobody to be locking me down
Woah oh oh oh
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a

[Outro]
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a
Won’t you gimme a gimme a break
Won’t you gimme a gimme a

[Verse 1]
It was like a movie scene
A cut out from a magazine
We are not even real
Nor are the things we think we feel

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I’m going back to 030
I’d fly for 20 hours or so
A thousand miles apart in heart and soul
And now the rubbers burning
Now the wheels are turning
I won’t care as long as you don’t

[Chorus]
Cus we go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast

[Verse 2]
I met you on the dance floor
I was high and you were bored
I asked you for a lighter and you thought
"Oh I like her"

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Going back to 030
Back and forth but we both know
That nothing lasts forever, no
Now you spent all our money
You used to call me "honey"
And I know that you’re sorry

[Chorus]
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast

[Bridge]
We’re dying for connection
Hoping that we’ll get some
Some sort of reaction
Maybe we just need attention

[Chorus]
We go driving in your black car
Pick me up and love fast
We go driving in your black car
Pick my up and love fast