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Take Ya Clothes Off! (Ft. Ying Yang Twins)

Chorus:
[Ying Yang Twins]
Take ya clothes off get fuckin' naked,
Take ya clothes off get fuckin' naked,

Enie-meani-minie-mo,
To the booty club we go,
(Where ya'll boys goin)
Goin' to see some naked hoes,
Like it when they touch they toes,
Shake it like a jellyroll,
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it,

[Bone Crusher]
(Ooooh Oooh Ooooh)
Lemme see you shake it baby,
(Ooooh Oooh Ooooh)
Shake that behind baby
(Ooooh Oooh Ooooh)
Lemme see you grind baby
(Ooooh Oooh Ooooh)

[Ying Yang Twins]
Take ya clothes off get fuckin' naked

Verse1:
[Bone Crusher]
Her nickname gyro,
A super booty hoe,
She put that thing on ya niggers 'til ya loose control,
It's a dolla' each, to enter the pearly gates,
Hoes that sex and love, these niggers gunna pay,
She got a thing about the way she move her body baby,
But she can pop that pussy 'til it skii baby,
Oh she's a sexy bitch, She love that hard shit,
Well put a 10 dolla' bill in the fuckin' clit,
Well I aint mad though,
She take it to the floor,
The way she bouncin' that ass let a nigga' know,
Oh she a pro at this,
Oh we help some shit,
Shake that ass baby, work for these presidents,

Chorus:
1 time

Verse2:
[D-Roc]
With the bitches in the club gettin' naked for cheese,
Like a good Sunday night up in Jazzy-T,
Let the pussy breath, for Kain, Bone Crusher, and me,
You were mad cause we were drinkin, thats what we came to see,
Did you make it hang low bitch, I love that,
Cause aint nothin' wrong with a good shaved cat,
I love that,
Now do your thing baby make your end,
Now run along and let me hollar at your friend.

[Kain]
Shake it like a motherfucker,
Move it like a vibrator,
Shorty kinda sweet, got that sugar like a now-or-later,
Po-po with them bed raiders,
Only bout the bread makin',
Out workin' on the street but this bitch bringin' home all the bacon',
Baby boy need shoes,
Cause he bout to start school,
Momma gotta work, gotta do what she gotta do,
Beat up the dude, she was down with the rent man boo,
Now she left to work at Tindo,

Chorus:
1 time

[Bone Crusher]
It's the hustle man,
Money and diamond rings,
She gunna make sure she stackin all the paper man,
It's a grinders party,
Three Sixty Five,
Seven days she gunna make sure she stays fly,
Here's a 100 baby,
I don't need change,
Just make sure you keep movin' that thing,
I love the way the pro's do it,
You know that,
You gunna make me rebirth back to sadillac,
To the floor with that thing baby (roll call)
Take off that bra, take off them draws,
Get on all fours do the doggy crawl,
You so fine you gunna make me stand and applause.

Chorus:
1 time

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