Mr. Serv On
Mr. Serv On - Head &; Shoulders songtekst
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[Silkk The Shocker] Yo, Silkk The Shocker, Serv-On (and the biggest mamma) bout to rip this bitch. Think not. Believe that. Trying to do somethin for ya nigga! Uh huh, want yall to dance. For the dance floor. We gonna do somethin new. Touch your head, your shoulders, your knees and your toes. Slide once too and stomp your feet on the floor. Throw your hands up. Back in this bitch. We bout to get rowdy. [Chorus x2] Touch your head, your shoulders, your knees your toes I want you twirk that body right across the floor Cause gangstas dont dance man we groove I want you hoes bouncin your ass when you move Nigga I step through the door clear my throat like DJ Kool (cough cough) Cause I lay back motherfucking fool, down more hoes then pool You know like me comin through this bitch sick or Watchin em with my dick hard Put my dime to the side as I slide my way to the bar Dig this hoe named Michelle or it could have been Danielle, Tanielle Kiss and tell I won't keep it on DL (you know I'm smooth like that) I'm smooth like that, I'm cool like that And a wreck like effect, jack a fool like that See, I see some hoe from the rear come over here Whisper in here ear make myself clear fortune let's break up out of here See boy watch how I bust when I run through it The game I spit get my hoes, fuck it alcohol and slow music You know how I do it run the game on em Playin, say the right words then it's like I'm layin on em Huh, nothin wrong with making you bumpin and grind nigga I been this [Chorus x2] [Mr. Serv-On] Hit the bar I'm your star Mr. serve alazay With the chrome keg, so how you play Six hundred on them things in the parking lot I like to bang alot, my babies momma never called alot So aint no stop when I drop a flick for the chicken licking on your breast And your necks in the club step So what's next, I'm bout a drink or two One for me, three for you I gotta woman you can be my boo You say your name is Tiki so how you wanna see me Twenty five for guest on my rolex ticks on the wrist I know you with this Drop the number on the under you can be my hit For the same no wonder you keep coming around My homie young Silkk put me down with the game and the flow If i teach you how to touch your head your shoulders, your knees and your toes I can flip that ass till the morning light it's my life [Chorus] [Mia X] Might wanna shuffle all the way to the dance floor Get your hands up, tell the DJ to turn it up A bottle or more, with a straw in my right hand I know I'm feeling good cause very seldom do I dance I usually play it cool moving side to side Be too clean to sweat, but tonight it's all right Got my ice on shine like melt the club And I ain't trying to go home until the sun comes up nigga what Aint no leaving with you I aint no one night rome (who you think I am) You'll be hustlin all your life so you can afford these droors Your pimping gotta be large, converse to the point Then in a month maybe we can blow this joint And you can meet my up and down southern rodeo For sho', chewbaccas leaving niggas on my toes Oh, the biggest mammas hard, laying non stop Hold up, I think I see some playas kickin off the bus stop And twirkers pop while them niggas watch em get hot You all know this shit don't stop so let the chorus drop [Chorus x4]