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Soulja Boy - Kiss Me Thru The Phone - Song TextArtist: Soulja Boy
Album: Souljaboytellem.Com
Year: 2008
Genre: Rap: Hip-Hop

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(feat. Sammie)

[Chorus: Sammie]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you
Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can’t right now
So baby kiss me through the phone
Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on later on)
Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Baby I know that u like me
Your my future wify
Soulja boy tell em yeah
You can be my bonny
I can be your clyde
You can be my wife
Text me call me I need you in my life
Ya all day everyday I need ya
And every time I see ya my feelings get deeper
I miss ya I miss ya I really wanna kiss ya but I can’t

[Sammie:]
678 triple 9 8212

[Chorus:]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you
Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can’t right now
So baby kiss me through the phone
Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on)
Kiss me through the phone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Baby I’ve been thinking lately
So much about you
Everything about you
I like it I love it
Kissing you in public
Thinking nothing of it
Roses by the dozens
Talking on the phone
Baby your so sexy
Your voice is so lovely
I love your complection
I miss ya [x3]
I really wanna kiss ya but I can’t

[Sammie]
678 triple 9 8212

[Chorus:]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you
Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can’t right now
So baby kiss me through the phone
Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on)
Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home)

[Soulja Boy:]
She call my phone like (da)[x20]
We on the phone like (da)[x20]
We taking pics like (da)[x20]
She dial my numba like (da)[x20]

[Sammie]
6 7 8 triple 9 8 2 1 2

[Chorus:]
Baby you know that I miss you
I wanna get with you
Tonight but I can not baby girl and that’s the issue
Girl you know I miss you
I just wanna kiss you
But I can’t right now
So baby kiss me through the phone
Kiss me through the phone(I’ll see ya later on)
Kiss me through the pnone kiss me through the phone(see ya when I get home).

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Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas all my hattas [x2]
they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me tryna slow down my grind I want let em nawl
I won’t let em I want let em I wont let em, nawl dey tryna stop me but I won’t let em
I want let em just aint no how I cant give up aint gone give up cannot give up I just cant give up nawl

[Verse 1:]
My life is a movement an everybody watchin are u entertained lookin at me partna?
I made it out da hood lets just get this understood people think my life is good but its way more
to it rumors spreadin round they tryna take my glory but theres two sides to everybodies story
so let me tell the story truth with no lyin I hate when my moma call me cryin tellin me dre I
feel like dying tellin me dre I feel like dying I remember growing up in westside of atlanta
couldnt pay the light bill so we kept them candles askin moma questions she giving false
answers I didnt wanna leave my hood I just couldnt stand it moved to mississippi and I finally
had a family moved to mississippi and I finally had a family my dad my sista and my newly
borned brother the first time I ever called another women mother fam I love ya I know I didnt
show it my mom askin for money and you askin for nothing every day I told ya one day ima make
it and if I never told you really appreciate ya if I never told ya I really appreciate ya

[Chorus:]
Its in my soul I got passion I won’t stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth
just cause Soulja from the south but I won’t stop I won’t stop nawl
I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl I won’t stop I cant stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl

[Verse 2:]
I got girls claiming I got em pregnant my life is really hecked Im going through the
spectives don’t hated it just respect it if you cant respect it then I guess its to bad and if
my don’t change then I guess its to sad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot of people
mad but with a lot of moves I make I make a lot of people glad glad glad yea glad I do it from
the heart and if I wasn’t gonna finish man why would I even start? Im soulja boy tell em and my
life is a movement but all I gotta say is please free my nigga gucci im soulja boy tell and my
life is a movement but all I gotta say is mane free my nigga gucci

[Chorus:]
Its in my soul I got passion I won’t stop cant stop rappen hatters blastin out they mouth
just cause Soulja from the south but I won’t stop I won’t stop nawl
I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl I won’t stop I cant stop nawl I won’t stop I can’t stop nawl

Soulja Boy tell em 18 years old (ay yea boy)
Born in Chicago, IL (ay yea boy)
July 28,1990 (ay yea boy)
Cook County Hospital (ay yea boy)
To the world by storm (ay yea boy)
Made history (ay yea)
Life is good (ay yea boy)
thats what they say (ay yea)
(ay yea boy).

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[Chorus:]
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]

[Boss:]
Go step to my battle field.
Where my niggas come from.
All we know is kill bill. That’s right.
Breakin neck. We ain’t showing no respect.
Try me. Some niggas at no will.
Now watch me slow it down and then I take it in slow motion.
And then I speed it up. And take it fast like a nigga on a top speed coaster.
Now where my goons at?
Load em up. Take aim and we ready to attack.
And ain’t no backin down.
We go pound for pound. Round for round. We knock em down.
Now if you think you got them hands. And nigga that’s the plan.
I’m a knock yo a** down like the black Jackie chan.
The squad ain’t loosing. These bi***s keep choosing.
And that’s why (ay, ay).

[Smurf:]
Let me get em. Man I gotta hit the flo.
Step into my fighting stand. And then I crank that rambo.
Anyone can come and get it.
It’s a war that I declare.
If you want a double duo. Then I bring out yogi-bear.
Watch us hit you left and right.
Combos coming once or twice.
We becomin stupid fast. Have yo whole clique scarred for life.
Flawless victory on deck.
But it’s time for round two.
Put my hands up on my hips,
Then I crank my Scooby-doo.

[Chorus:]
When we start dancing
What we do? We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do? We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]

[Mike Dingo:]
Ay. They love to see me move.
Me and my whole crew.
Cause everytime I lean they watch spectators try to do it too.
So they keep on hesitating & hate, I put em in they place.
I call my boy Tookie then we whoop rico in his face.
No time to conversate.
This ain’t the time or place. Watch me have to whoop a nigga a**
Like my name was Billy blanks.
This left a leave ya.
Then my dance, we crucial like brutality.
We leave ya’ll whole click stuck. Like we stole the d**n scene.

[Trez:]
They said em twice. Another third times a charm.
But why would you holla back, if a nigga in front of you ain’t no harm.
He tried to lean, he tried to rock, but he can’t do it quite like me.
Cause he keep doing the same ole move, constantly.
Now watch us kill this dance. Soon as we hit the flo.
Bout to get real crazy, don’t turn yo head. We bout to start the show.
First you bend yo back, and lift yo head. Use yo hands and block yo head.
Roll yo arms and show yo swagg. Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea).

[Chorus:]
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt they feelings.
When we start dancing
What we do. We hurt the feelings.

Security step up deep [x4]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck. [x2]

[Soulja boy tell em:]
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(I present to you the show stoppas)
(When this song come on in the club)
(Ya better get out the way)
(Stacks on deck)
(S.O.D. money gang entertainment)
(Soulja boy soulja boy soulja boy tell em)

Security step up deep. [x6]

When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings. [x2]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck.
(S.O.D. money gang)

When we start dancing. What we do. We hurt they feelings. [x2]

Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico and break his neck.
Whoop rico. Whoop rico. Whoop rico and break his neck.
(S.O.D. Money Gang).

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Souljaboytellem’ [3x]

Wake up out my sleep its time to start another day
Souljaboy how many albums did u go and sell today?

Boytellem’

S. beezy the truth is what im tellin’
Got this clown dissin’ me, but where is his album sellin?

Boytellem’

Im doin’ interviews adressin’ all these critics tryna under rate me sayin’ I aint got no lyrics

Boytellem’

3x platinum yea I broke the record if you cant respect that tell me what is you respectin’

Dudes rockin’ yums fades cuz souljaboytellem’
Blowin’ off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem
Got em’ yellin out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x]

Reppin’ S.O.D.money gang cuz souljaboytellem’
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem’
They got they names on they shades
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x]

Boytellem’

Boy I spit harder I spit fire
We tell them old washed up rappers to retire

Boytellem’

Tryna copy my technique on your album
Its time to crank it up lets turn up the volume
The rap game dont get me started
My lyrics get recycled but yo lyrics just garbage

Boytellem’

For you to get a hit you need a feature
I’m solo every track still comin’ out yo speakers

Dudes rockin’ yums fades cuz souljaboytellem’
Blowin off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem’
Got em yellin’ out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x]

Reppin’ S.O.D. money gang cuz souljaboytellem’
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem’
They got they name on they shades cuz
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x]

Dudes rockin’ yums fades cuz souljaboytellem’
Blowin off they myspace page cuz souljaboytellem’
Got em yellin’ out the A
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x]

Reppin’ S.O.D. money gang cuz souljaboytellem’
The superman what they crank cuz souljaboytellem’
They got they name on they shades cuz
(cuz souljaboytellem’) [3x].

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(feat. Gucci Mane & Yo Gotti)

[Chorus:]
Left ring 10 houndred cash
Neckpiece 30 grand
Whip cost 300 grand
God damn I’m on a shoppin spre
Bracelet 20 bags
Rims cost me 5 grand
House cost 500 cash
God damn I’m on a shoppin spre

[Shoulja Boy:]
Lyin in a whip that don’t release until 2010
50 thousand dollars spent jus to make my rims spin
Half a million dollars spent on the house I live in
Even more spent on the seat I sit my ass in
Soulja boy tell em a.k.a the assasin
Prises cuts in my watch like I threw sum glass in
Damn exclusive shit sent from china
If u lookin for me I’m prbly in yo girls vagina
I’m lookin in the mirror tell me whos finer
Bought a lamborghini didn’t need to cosigner
Ayy wat I spit is jus minor
Every cut served soulja boys headliner
Damn now tell me u don’t feel this
Ayy u can’t say I’m jus one hit
Ayy are u bitch niggas serious
I’m quick on track like fast and the furious

[Chorus]

I’m on a shoppin spree [x6]

[Gucci Mane:]
Chevy to a chevy chevy to a lamborghinin
U can’t be me or see me unless u see me on t.v
Shine and greezy I wonder stevie wonder can see me
Necklace a jungle of greed jus check my selectional pieces
Uhh I got a stupid collection u see
Chain worth a millie u sill wille a millie and 20
Uh man I pass out 50s an 20s
I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 100s and 50s
We make more money than chemist, doctors, da lawyers, da dentist
Chemist da doctors da lawyers ye money together could’ntgetcha
2 door Gurraro 160
Drop top 120
House worth a million and three dual trust 63 g’s
Old schools a hundred a piece
That cost me 75 gs, 65 actually but my rims coast me ten of them thangs
Gucci yo gotti the king
Soulja done did it again
This team be 82gs that be worth 82 keys

[Chorus]

[Yo Gotti:]
Money ain’t the option
Let’s give u a option
U go to your stash partna an I’ll come out my pockets
2 hundred hundreds
Dat like 20 grad
Jus enough for me to buy my briden a new band
I’m like soulja boy tell me
They think that I’m playin
Come down herr to tennesse and see that I’m the man
Ain’t talkin bout no rappin
I’m talkin bout that tramppin
I’m talkin bout that brick I’ll ram it straight up pistol package?
Ringpiece 2000 grand
Neckpiece 4000 grand
Infinicop chevy but instead I went and coped a lim
Whoah took yo bitch on a shoppin spree
Gucci? an I think they hoe in love with
Ain’t got security I keep lots of thugs with me
We call them goons cause I rock lots of jewlery
Cocaine everything
Who the fuck ain’t feelin me
Gun powder on the market
Realest nigga in the streets

[Chorus]

I’m on a shoppin spree [x6].

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(feat. Juney Boondata)

SouljaBoyTell ’em

[Chorus: Juney Boondata]
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
Won’t tell a soul so, jump up out dem clothes
I won’t tell a soul so, jump up out dem clothes

[Juney Boondata]:
I-I-I- G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head)
G-G-G-Go G-G-G-Go Head and(Go Head) G-G-G-Go

[Soulja Boy:]
G-G-G-Go Head turn my swag ooonnn(turn my swag ooonnn)
G-Go Hit da club get my dance ooonnn(get my dance ooonnn)
Rubba bands on my neck made my swag look so official
Blow my nose on dis track please pass me some tissue(tissue)

Soulja Boy in da club gettin’ crunk like HANH
Told da DJ turn da beat up like HANH
And ya know it’s goin’ down(DOWN)
S.O.D. Money Gang we hot right NOW

[Chorus x2]

[Soulja Boy:]
Dis song so hard every time it come on, it’s like
SouljaBoy Tell ’em. Man dats my song.
Girl do yo thang(do it), let me see you break it down
Make da money rain(do it), bout ta shut da club down.
Swag(swag it). Gucci belt, Gucci bag, Gucci bandana(dana)
White and red painted Lotus no antenna
High score, one betta. Bird walk, no feather.
New whip, pink slip neva place second(nope).

[Chorus x2]

[Soulja Boy:]
Ay lil buddy, ay lil mama, ay lil shawty, ay whazup,
Ay whazup, whazup, ay whaz hannen, ay whatup(what up)
Me and my boy, you and yo girl, Man you know we came to party,
Every time we hit da club you know we party hearty,
Ridin’ on a harley, swag surf gnarly, gnarly, gnarllyyyyyy.
You otha people ‘tarded ’cause you late for the class
You can’t learn off me, you can’t touch my swag(nooooo).

[Chorus x3]

[Fade Out].

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[Intro]
Soulja boy tellem,
SOD money gang,
SOD money mafia,
Sod..its the label (yup)

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 1]
Step up on the scene now you no who it be
Fresh yums wit da hat cant get like me
Im yellin I got my swag back
Pull up to the club seen clean in a cadilac
Yums wit da gucci grip
Your girl had a heart attack, when she my smile, you old like an artifact
All I can say is wow, yums hat, yums bag, yums lugage, pants, sack souljaboy da money man,
Your girls number 1 fan

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 2]
My closet it amazing, its full of fruity colors, fruity flavors, it look crazy
Im so busy, you so lazy
Im so clean, you so lame
Yellow yums chain, got money on deck
I got yums so fresh man, soulja boy tellem,
Yeah tellem like yu tld me to, I take a band and blow it man its jus the grand, thats how we do
Yums is my choose of shoes and these how you supposed to rock a candy pant wit a candy hat
Im so fresh I cabt stop

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks
Wit my yums on(yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

[Verse 3]
Cupcake, candy, apple, lemonade fresh money
Step up on da stage, make all the girls lose there breath, im fresher den the next money
Keepin this hat tilt (tilt)and this chain on my chest man I wear nuttin less den a grand
(grand) man (man) a whole duffle bag full of rubberbands
Damn (damn) soulja boy da man
Now yall understand yall cant touch me busta, you need to catch up cuz you still in da musta

[Chorus]
Rubberband chain on my neck (wit my yums on)
Screamin out stacks on deck (wit my yums on)
Cashin dem $100,000 checks wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Gucci bandana go great (wit my yums on)
Money comen so I keep it real (wit my yums on)
Man, imma tell yall how it is
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)
Wit my yums on (yup)

Wit my yums on [x6].

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(feat. Sean Kingston)

[Soulja Boy Tellem’:]
Aye yo what’s up what’s up it’s your boy soulja boy tellem’
When you get this message pack your bags cause were going on a trip

It’s soulja boy tellem’ I’m back
Girl I know you like it like that
From the east to the west she likes the tatoos on my chest
Wipe me down I’m flowing
Girl keep going and going
She knowing I’m on, sending text message to my phone
6789998212 hit me up I’m south girl and let me know what’s up with you
Your my number one lady number one girl you know your boy can rock your world my yamaha girl a rider shawty know she got that fire
S.O.D. money gang got that game, sure, I’m a let my boy sean gon’ sing you the hook

[Sean Kingston:]
From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I’m a g, what’s next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I’m already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it’s about to get heavy cause’ shes a rider (rider rider a rider) My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

[Soulja Boy Tellem’:]
Baby you my lady come get on top of me louie bandanna gucci sunnies yeah we on a shopping spree, yeah I like to drop the top, yeah I like to see you smile, yeah I like to talk to you on the phone for a long time, baby you been on my mind, shawty you so fine, yeah yeah yous a dime, I think about you all the time and I ain’t even lying shawty I’m just tryin to tell you how I feel through this round AYE

[Sean Kingston:]
From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I’m a g, what’s next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I’m already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it’s about to get heavy cause’ shes a rider (rider rider a rider) My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

All the girls cross the world put the key in the ignition and just ride, come and get in this G4 we can fly real slow, through the sky (through the sky aye) [x2]

From the east to the west scream for me if your my number 1 lady
Take a lead from the rest you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I’m a g, what’s next? 1 night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy
I’m already started so get ready take your marks and get steady
You know it’s about to get heavy cause’ shes a rider (rider a rider) My yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama, my yamaha mama aye aye aye

[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama
[Lil Wayne:]
Zoom on a yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
[Sean Kingston:]
My yamaha mama.

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Hey you there [x7]
I see you ova there
I see you everywhere
Come and sit right here

Hey how are you doing?
We could go see a movie
Heard you were a groupie
Jus call me next tuesday

Hey you there [x7]
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Sit down

Hey I seen you yesterday
You didn’t even wave
That’s why I had to say hey, hey, hey GOODBYE

You think this is funny
I think your a dummy
I have alotta money
So hey hey hey hey

Hey you there
Please her and lease her
Hey s-cc-cc- daddle
Heard you like to travel
So why won’t you come her and light my (what?)
Hey you there [x3](what you want)
Please her an lease her

Heard you like this music
Like the way I do it
Like to move it [x3]

This right here is my theme song
I bet it is your ringtone
I farted and it smelt (nasty nasty)
Like a stink bomb
Hey you there [x4](what?)

Please her and lease her

Hey you there
Come here
I want you to come here

Please her and lease her

Hey I know you want to get me
I heard you want to lick me
My body is so sticky (nasty nasty)
Hey you there
I see you over there
I want you to come here
Please her and lease her

Chigga chigga

Hey there, Hey you there

Hey I see you over there
Please her an lease her

Hey… NO

Hey you there

Are you soulja boy?
Hey you there (what? what?)
Goodbye Goodbye.

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[Chorus:]
Her booty got swag [x4]
Now dip it down then roll with it [x2]
Her booty so big I can hang my chain form it [x2]
Dip it down then roll with it [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Dip it down to the ground then get it
Don’t be scared girl get it (girl get it)
I’m good if you with it I’m with it
Souljaboytellem first (first) let’s get it
She got a donk part 2 was happenin
New money and I got it from rappin
100 flips wrapped up in plastic
Shake it down can I grab it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Mic check gucci bandana girl I see you in
Dem sandals you might be too much to handle souljaboy tv that’s my channel
Break it down with it [x4]
Take it down with it [x4]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Get downnn
Get it get it get it [x4]
Take it down to the ground
Get it get it get it [x4]
Shake somethin girl
Get it get it get it [x4]
Twerk [x5]

[Chorus x2]

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Get it get it get it [x8].

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