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Girl what's yo sign, I up right on time
She don't fuck broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in
I just wanna see what's in those like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
Can you make booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
All my girls green pretty gang
in them jeans

Broke boys always 'bout
How many they fuck, how many bitches they got
What we really wanna know how many you got
If you talking your rap how many songs you got
for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you independent and after your
She a old lady, got a young nigga in the
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke that marijuana
She have you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret
Late night at the aroma took her home and I her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off
Jewelry colder polar, I'm hot like the solar
She talkin' more than Oprah, it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you her and she act like the know you
her motive, she bust it widely open
So I had to ask her

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the
Back ass up, put that booty in rewind
I wanna see what's in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
All my pretty green pretty gang
in them jeans

Asked her her sign, she told me Gemini
I told her you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, mind, back to the subject, you fine
I'm tryina see if there's some more in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like broke boys, fuck boys ain't no noise
Walk around with a chain Floyd
She looking at me gorgeous
Pinky the size of orbit
Broke can't afford it, look at my pockets on orbit
I'm a man no Morgan
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, dropped the top like the headless
Telling me stories of her and her broke boy
Honestly I can less baby that ain't important

I like how them jeans so tight they show your panties (I it)
Walk in, run the club got these broke boys (They fightin')
she walk in public, people turn to a manikin (Silence)
She done turned the club, call the ambulance!

Girl what's yo sign, I up right on time
She don't fuck with niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in those jeans like
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them
Can you that booty bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty
in them jeans