letra de wiggle wobble - tommyfresh
[intro: tommy fresh (ronnie d)]
[?]
it’s tommy fresh and ronnie d
f-ck you mean
(yeah?)
yeah
[hook: tommy fresh (ronnie d)]
she do a dance, up on the beat
she turn around and turn my pants into a seat
she f-cking shake it, all on the pole
and every time she leave i’m begging for some more
(and all she really want is dough)
she do the wiggly wobbly wiggly wobbly (yeah)
w-wiggly wobbly wiggle wobble on the dance floor
(and all she really want is dough)
she do the wiggly wobbly wiggly wobbly (yeah)
w-wiggly wobbly wiggle wobble on the booty pole
(and all she really want is dough)
[verse one: tommy fresh]
tommy fresh
shake it like a motherf-cking pro baby
wiggle wobble all up on the floor baby
bend it over, let me see you touch your toes baby
matter fact let me see you with no clothes baby
yeah, you know i like it like that (go, go, go, go)
go ahead and bite back
i know that you like that
but you trying fight back (yeah)
talking bout a night cap
knowing that i might tap (uh-huh)
and yeah i am a bright chap
but you shaking and quaking
its got my f-cking mind aching
she wiggle it wobble it, now my f-cking mind’s shaking (yeah)
keep changing the topic because my f-cking mind racing (uh-oh)
but i just keep on doing my thing like i was pacing (yeah)
yeah
she shivering quivering almost missed my delivery
do this sh-t like its trickery (yup)
and i’m smoking like hickory (yeah)
oh this girl is a mystery (yeah)
dunno what she doing (what she do?)
but man but she doing it next to me
[hook]
[verse two: ronnie d (tommy fresh)]
okay, role play
lets pretend is just you and me, right here we can do the deed (ha)
put my name on the d in it
head spinning
yours not mine
body like a bottle of wine (uh)
she’s so fine (yeah)
oh you want this money then you better slow whine (go)
oh my
she do a dance on the beat (beat)
she turn around and turn my pants to a seat (pants to a seat, yeah)
she said these other n-ggas in here just can’t compete (no)
i’m in agreement
she took my d-ck out, jaw dropped when she seen it (daymn)
she said ‘i can’t believe it’, i got her fiending
pop the molly so i’m leaning (yeah)
whoa i gotta slow down
drinks gone quickly (quickly)
even the bartender trying to grip me (grip me)
so fly these hoes should all tip me (tip me)
shoes clean but my mind so filthy
she got a man who don’t feel guilty
[hook]
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