Ugh, ay yo Timberland, see what they don't Is we about to flip our style on 'em for two double zero one, one And for those of you who hated, you only made us more ugh
You don't speak my name Mess around get that ass away gone away I didn't even like your tail Missy got to say I ride down the block in an Bling, bling all in face I think you might need to put on your
I you feel me tho You hatin' on me, but you me tho Twenty inch rims crazy low I'm a keep the party Me and gonna flip it tonight yo hands in the sky Wave 'em round like your crazy
Time to lick shots, time to see you Hey you, why you Time to shots, time to see you dance Hey you, why you
You who I be You tell you not to fuck wit me If I give you head, you'll never sweatin' me Flip it on the black hand Look it here boy, you even try it me dislocate your spine My rings put your shine turpentine
What you comin' hang out fo? him know, you just want my dough Get cha ass on the flo Fool me, that's a no no Mr. DJ you play that song the freaks shake they nasty thongs Hey boys won't you sing 'Cause we gone rock the party til' the morn
to lick shots, time to see you dance Hey you, why you Time to shots, time to see you dance Hey you, why you
Y'all hear me Hot You got guns but you don't scare me Originality is leary, my style and I ain't sharin' up, back up, easy now Hey Hot
turn it up and tear the club down Grab drinks and give me two rounds I'll break you off I'm goin' down Watch yourself, I'm about to it up
Time to lick shots, time to see you Hey you, why you Time to lick shots, time to see you Hey you, why you
Listen, Time to shots, time to see you dance Hey you, why you Time to shots, time to see you dance Hey you, why you