Twerk Off (ft. Juicy J) by Lloyd
Girl you're hotter than... all them hoes modelin'
And I just keep on tippin'
Pourin' out them dollars, and...
It's about to be a twerk off... be a twerk off
Pull your skirt down... aw, take your shirt off
Anything she can do, you can do better
I don't see nobody here who's better than you
Girl, I love to see you twerk, love the way you go to work
You be killin' competition ‘cause you let it go berserk...
Come and get this money, girl, it's yours
I can keep them dollars comin', they say when it rains it pours
Throwin' money to the ceiling ‘til it's covering the floor
It's a twerk off, but we know who's winnin' (you, of course)
Grab some girlfriends and let's synch up with my partner and them
We can all go to the penthouse and just vibe out and put you in the wig
Girl, if you in, shake it like you'll never shake it again
Take it so deep, I don't know when it end
I know it's no mistake, you should be in first place
Girl you're hotter than... all them hoes modelin'
And I just keep on tippin'
Pourin' out them dollars, and...
It's about to be a twerk off... be a twerk off
Pull your skirt down... aw, take your shirt off
First you gotta pop it, then you gotta drop it
Even though the haters watchin', you don't have to stop it
Callin' “murder” ‘cause you killin' when you take it to the ceiling
Got me losin' all control when you work it on the pole
You know you the best, ‘cause you gon' do what she won't do
You keep it out the box, them other chicks be typical
That's why I throw it up, you love how I be tippin' you
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