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Young Money
Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain't got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that I'll allay all my time
All you girls in here
If you're feeling thirsty Come on, take a sip
You'll get not what I'm serving, no
Shimmy,
shimmy,
shimmy,
yeah,
shimmy,
yeah Bad girls gon' swa-la-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in a bitch My pinky ring bigger than this
Better have Beverly Hills Dollar got too many girls
Better have Beverly Hills All she wears red bottom heels
When she back it up,
put it on the top When she drop it low,
put it on the ground
DJ pop it,
she gon' swallow that Champagne pop it,
she gon' swallow that
All you girls in here If you're feeling thirsty
Come on,
take a sip You'll get not what I'm serving,
no
Shimmy, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah
Swa-la-la-la Swa-la-la-la
You drank Swa-la-la-la
Drank Swa-la-la-la
Swa-la-la-la Swa-la-la-la
Freaky, freaky, yeah My freaky, freaky, yeah
Yo,
yo,
ayo,
Miguel Nezuelan,
nothing word to the Dalai Lama
He know I'm a fashion killer Word to John Galliano
He coppin' that Valentino Ain't no tellin' me no
I'm that bitch that he know
I got wife in East Dodge,
she don't get wins for that
But another good year,
we don't get blims for that
This the gang,
still cold,
we don't get minks for that
When I'm poppin' them bananas,
we don't link chimps for that
I gave these bitches two years,
now your time's up
Bless her heart,
she throwin' shots,
but every line sucks
I'm in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My * slappin' like Dude DeLebron nuts
All you girls in here If you're feeling thirsty
Shoo-me-shoo-me-ba The lights should be out
Swalla-la Drank Swa-la-la-la
Swa-la-la-la
Young Money JC
Freaky, yeah
My freaky, freaky gal
My freaky, freaky gal
My freaky, freaky gal
My freaky, freaky gal
Double L