Lyrics to Wobble Wobble
Wobble Wobble Video:
Yo', this Jay-tweezie

keepin it live off the heezie fo' cheezy

with them 504 Boyz you dig, check it

This here is to played loud as possible

Preferably in residential neighborhoods and night clubs

Grab your shorty and let's go



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Now won't you wobble wobble

Let me see you shake it, shake it

Now won't you drop it, drop it

Ohh, take it, take it (2x)



(Mac)

You already know what's happenin' when I step in this bitch

And I know you've heard of me,

cause I'm right there off of GT and Derbigny

You've been 'bout serving it, every since you heard my song

I got you bucked up, you want that camouflage love, huh

You got me fucked up

I just want to see you wobble, like your momma's won that lotto

Like your daddy full of that bottle

Like your brother when he caught them hollows

Like them G.T. bitches, them Saint T. bitches, my No Limit bitches

Them boss bitches who 'bout they riches, and it ain't no secret

They want that soldier dick that you only get from that soldier clique

That Whoa! bitch I told ya' dick, 'welling up

We drop it like it's hotter, from the dance floor to the Ramada

Giving up them peso's, I thinks nada, look



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(Master P/Nino Brown)

Now when you shake that ass, I get rocked up

You got a boyfriend boo (Wodie, my man locked up)

Everytime you wobble wobble it gets me horny

So I can ride that ass from the night until in the morning

I could respect your mind, if you could respect the game

Is it cool to fuck, or is this about some change



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(Magic, Silkk/Vito)

I like it when I see 'em at the club, shaking that thang

Girl you really got me thinking 'bout taking that thang, come here

Now when they wobbly, wobbly, ass bouncing everywhere

The way she drop it like that, I can't help but to stare

Got a nigga saying "Ohhh girl"

Come a little closer, I'm trying to make you out my boo girl

Don't move girl, I'm on my way to the floor baby

Coming for mine, want to see if you can really shake it

Let's bump and grind, girl you did that

The way you bounce it and shake it, you know I'm with that

I'm trying to get that, cause you got me rock hard (Ohh my God)

Got me humpin and humpin it (huh) humpin like a dog, WOOF



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(Mystikal/G-Money)

Back your ass, Whoo, the fuck up

I thought I told you, put your meanest face on for me

And them steel-toe boots, gonna stomp your ass

Want it, hunt it, some old niggas ready to jump your ass



(Krazy)

I'll be there for you baby, just beep me

Start paging soldier, when you want a freak male

I like freaking at your man's house, when he leave I toot

What would he say if he knew that I was sexing you



(C-Murder)

Let me see you wobble then shake it, then baby pop it, don't break it

You want love let's make it, I just can't wait 'til you naked

You lick your lips it makes me hard

daydreamin' of screamin' and fiendin'

You creamin' for sex, that you gonna get this evening

Ya' heard me



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We them 504 Boyz, huh, we them 504 Boyz
Songwriters: MICHAEL TYLER, PERCY MILLER, MICHAEL ANTHONY WILSON, CARLOS STEPHENS, ORVILLE ERWIN HALL, COREY MILLER, VYSHONN KING MILLER, MCKINLEY PHIPPS, PHILLIP GLEN PRICE, AWOOD MAGIC JR. JOHNSON
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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