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Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up! turn me up!Yo! turn me up, turn me up! up some more!Up - up some more! Up - up some more!Yeah, up up some more!I walk in the club so dashin, in the latest BBC fashionThe light from the strip club flashingKeep the sparkle in my ear rings dancingWe're hundred G makers till they cremate usSkateboard P in the lime green gatorsWhite chinchilla, million dollar neck glitterYeah I got security, see that gorillaWhen you got money, it's hard to hide itTook my hand out my pocket and watched her eyes getBig, took a million to supersize itAll the bitches saying 'heyyy' like my name was IssacWhy you put me on blast like that?Shit why you shaking wit an ass like that?Besides I wasn't really trying to smash like thatI got a girl - bitch I ain't fast like thatThis Miami, time's wasting, bet that bass line keep you shakingLook, end of the night all my niggas is waitingUh uh, not me ma, told ya I'm taken[Chorus:](Stick that thang out!) Some moreLetras de cancionesUh! uh! some more, skeezer!(Stick that thang out!) Some moreYeah - uh! uh! some more(Stick that thang out!) Some moreUh! uh! some more, skeezer!(Stick that thang out!) Some moreHold it!! Yeah - uh! uh! some moreI said ain't nothing but tutti fruityGet on the floor if ya got that bootyShake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave yaI said ain't nothing but tutti fruityGet on the floor if ya got that bootyShake what ya momma gave ya, shake what ya momma gave yaDance, too much booty in your pantsDance, too much booty in your pantsI said dance, too much booty in your pantsDance, too much booty in your pantsWell shake that ass bitch and let me see what ya gotWell shake that ass bitch and let me see what ya gotHey! hey! hey! I said shake it, don't break itIt took ya momma nine months to make itI say shake it, don't' break itIt took ya momma nine months to make itWell scrub the ground, scrub the ground, scrub the groundHey! She really likes to partyShe really likes to danceShe really likes to dance, dance, dance...I like a fine ass bitch, a down ass bitchA money getting bitch, I love that shit'Cause she danced in the club, and yes she gon' callIf you got a little money she taking her clothes offShe dance like a muhfucking dance machineTaking her ass to the beat for meNigga ain't spending more money than a lil bitBut I really love that shit, I love that shit!Yeah! thick bitch wit a drive to fuckGet her off in the truck and she bound to suckThe ho love to bump, she don't like knee padsShe scrub em up, her legs that isFat puddy cat wit a head that's trillThe type of bitch have a nigga not paying billsFo reeaall...by our God damn selvesFuck thirty niggas and she don't need help[Chorus:](Stick that thang out!) Some moreUh! uh! some more, skeezer!(Stick that thang out!) Some moreYeah - uh! uh! some more(Stick that thang out!) Some moreUh! uh! some more, skeezer!(Stick that thang out!) Some moreHold it!! Yeah - uh! uh! some moreDance! Dance!! Ohhh!!!I like the way you dance girlJust bring that shit over and dance on a nigga like meKeep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!Shaking that thang girl, popping that thang girlKeep shaking that thang girl! keep popping that thang girlKeep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl!Keep shaking that thang girl! Keep popping that thang girl! From Letras Mania