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Artist: Petey Pablo lyrics Album: Proper Procedures: The New Entries Year: 2007 Title: Show Me The Money

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Lyrics to Show Me The Money :
Show off that body you got
You got that dance floor so hot
You workin that, You twerkin that
You checkin that, like a clock

Cant nobody do it like I do it,
when I do it, dog I do it
(Break it down) Break it down putcho back into it
Main Yall aint ready for the shit im doing
(Get up) Get up Putcho drinks down
Dont want yall sausy your drinks out
All over that your cheap blouse aint nothin but a small any anyhow
(Still me) Still me I just changed the sound to the other one I had and just swapped it out
(Switch) Kept somethin in the backround, cuz you in love with the song but you in love with the backround
Come on let a momma work for me
Make a playa wanna spend some money
(Come on) I dont really like to spend a money
But you can do what you do and do it well Imma

Show off that body you got
You got that dance floor so hot
You workin that, You twerkin that
You checkin that, like a clock

(Show up) Show up, empty
Nothin in um, Her..her
No Silicone, no lipo, no botox no dumpy dump (No)
All Natural, let the day spoil when another brother in this world
Good lookin momma
That good and hot to death make an athelete lose his breath
And had to move that ass when you bump south
You gonna need a couple skirts keep fallin out
(For Real) a 10.5 on a rhictor scale a high number you can go to 12
shorty shaking like hell
We ought be shamed ourselves, creator couldnt rock the bed that well
(Look Out) Breakin it down, ridin this beat like (WOW)
Papa jail man I gun her down

Show off that body you got
You got that dance floor so hot
You workin that, You twerkin that
You checkin that, like a clock

This is defiantly the wickedest thing I hear of my life!
OK! I've been sippin on that patron
(Get Up, Get up)
I'm ready, Give you what you want
OK! (Get Up, Get Up)
Might not feel the same way tomorrow (Ok)
But I'll deal with that tomorrow
(Get up, Get up)
Cuz tonight you got me feeling like I wanna take you home

Show off that body you got
You got that dance floor so hot
You workin that, You twerkin that
You checkin that, like a clock

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