Out Of Order

Out Of Order - Work Som'n Twurk Som songtekst

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(feat. Twista)



work somn, let me hit it can I hit it

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit can I hit it

work somn, let me hit can I hit it

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit it



[Out of Order]

ya betta do whats ya gots to do to get them girls on the floor

don't stop let me see ya gitty gitty

shake that thing move it around just like you don't know

I'm steppin in the club drunk and I'm gone blown faded off that V.S.O.P

me and my nugz tapathy up like everyday is so ya'll playas can see

where them girls at, where them girls at

over there did they go in the back of the club

see let my jeans over in ya

when I go get blow step out and blaze up a dub

cuz when, the party is over girl follow me to my room

so we can take a booty yo ride

split the 50 so we can get high

turn off the light that between your thigh



[Out of Order]

you say you wanna kick it but your man won't let you come and

cuz he know when we get busy is a chance I get you sprung

got you shaking at your momma there you screaming open I'ma say

yeah I beat that earing in your navel baby wanna play you

like an oldschool tape with a soul food plate runnin dough through dubs

rank never know cuz I gotta lot a dough gotta love the 2K

anyway can I get a lapdance?

cuz ain't now playin freaky freaks like me

I want the big booty girl in the runnin cam jeans

if it don't concede with panties

just to keep me seein soakin bun that will keep me bent

all night drinkin off all paid for this

I got girls to the left, girls to the right

you won't step when you scared to win

in a 99' Benz with the cover open cuz you know we kill for a nut

put a finger in her butt when I played that funky stuff

that a girls that'll need that I'm get with

though much that don't do it so what

baby girl can't go have em humpin

just touch your clothes and let me work som'n and twurk som'n



[chorus]

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit can I hit it

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit can I hit it

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit can I hit it

work somn, twurk somn, let me hit it



[Twista]

can I, tap some hit it

while I smokin the blunt right in back of the lud

how you sit it up?

when you titty yet booty shakin breakin mothafuckas up

in a circle steady make a nigga get it up

got me trippin off they way you talk, still wanna break you off

acting all sassy talk bout you wanna leave girl

please won't you stay and talk

really wanna work you so I got high

take her to the mall and steady

make you moan and then make you go ah-ah

wiggelin and jiggelin my thang

in the middle of the tender biddle baby

won't you say that I conversatin to the south

freakin you while I see your freaky side you so gone so let it out

I wanna break a sweat when we straight buckin

first grab my dick and get to suckin

munchin till I'm humpin

get a grip on her hips then handle my functions

quit acting funny, cuz girl what you gotta be true to go

can you tell dookie toe

see you at the club shakin that big dookie hoe, makin that booty roll

don't be playin on raw with this, never steady frontin

ain't no comin over here

unless you gonna be on som'n som'n som'n now som'n



[chorus]



[Out of Order]

split lips with a big fat tip mudaville

in the middle straight runnin this

'nother 38 specialist I'm all about sexin 

and dominate me a sexist checkin everythang

from my ass to air, before I made my pass to swoop

and try to cut em like a stab wound

from a razor blade I freak technique unique in between chief

keep my thesis screet unless you talkin bout a party back drummin

gotta hit that and we gonna type of flip them stills

representing midwest t.v. wack, now how you love that

I'm not your average thug cat I got caine

and I lay it all down like it no thang

I'm sick with these real hits makin a call

on a twurk what she workin with



[chorus]



[Out of Order]

watch this, booty shakin money makin hoe up on the thang

while I'm workin on my eight bottle of bottles and jane

homies need to come with g stack

and a 50 bottle of rum and ain't no fun if the homies can't slide in

but we ridin high we can freak with this

other nigga placin in the hazel eye

drop a couple of line gotta like a mystery book got game

runnin through my veins twitchin the brain

words orginated from the corner to the curb

I heard she like 2 in my in the club stickin the tounge out

to the dance floor club we be talkin about

so bounce to it, playas wanna do it like us

freaks wanna ride in the back of the bus

don't front cuz he be wack

affiliated gang drunk tight never came late

no need to explain and no look past

I'ma number so a man won't open up ass

keep a firm grip on chin stop frontin

tell that freak to twurk somn



[chorus x2]
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