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Problem - Twerk lyrics
Well guess who's back in the motherfucking high
 With a point 4 for your motherfucking mouth
 Hoes recognize and niggas do too
 Your girl fuck me cause your dick is boo boo
 So what that shit do, you really don't know?
 Be a bunch of paper bro, trust no hoe
 It's silly as v to fall in love with a bitch
 If I can make her come if I got a big enough chips
 4 to bounce for, got dick for days
 Got em wondering, how long, l.a. ballin
 We getting my pow on, 
 Now a nigga looking for some pussy to chal on
 On so wassup, I'm with that nasty shit
 Pop a pill turning nothin to a nasty trick
 Tequila in my system and a half of zip
 For how you bust it like a massive clip, good lord!
 [Hook]
 Feel you baby, yeah I'm tryina feel you baby
 That inside do, tryina put this inside you
 But first you gotta bend over
 And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
 twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight
 Hey, how you doin lil mama, let me whisper in your ear
 Tell you something that you might like to hear
 Got a sexy lil body and your ass look fat?
 Hmm, can I hit that?
 I'ma take it from here then
 My pimping friend told me I should break her from here then
 Asked for her name before she opened her mouth
 I snatched her keys bought a purse and like she taking me out
 I gotta do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, 
 She like the music, I like her
 She like the music, I like her
 Fuck it, we go together, like the weather when I change my mind
 That boy got the bizz, come to your house ignore the kids
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 Where the fuck is the fridge
 Won't you twerk it for a real and let me do my stuff
 And if you put that p down let this d go up
 [Hook]
 Feel you baby, yeah I'm tryina feel you baby
 That inside do, tryina put this inside you
 But first you gotta bend over
 And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
 twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight
 Now you wanna bust it, bust it open, keep it real
 Don't be actin all shy, go hed blame it on the pill
 Go head blame it on the liquor, while you licking on that girl you came with
 I went down you came quick
 Got that hall of fame did, got that hit your brain did
 Got that know I fucked your friends
 They gonn let me bang it
 Leave that boy you came with
 Money talkin, money talkin, he don't speak my language
 Pills make me so dangerous, 
 Hold up baby give you bop bop, boppin like the speakers is gone
 Leave a million on the floor by the end of this song
 D boys going nuts, throwing dollars like crazy
 Keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
 Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
 Yeah keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
 Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
 Yeah keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
 Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
 [Hook]
 Feel you baby, yeah I'm tryina feel you baby
 That inside do, tryina put this inside you
 But first you gotta bend over
 And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
 twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight.








