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face the stage - jiggalator lyrics

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oooouh face

yeah
yeahhh

yuh
yuh
yuh
yuhhhh

yuh
yuh
yuh
yuhhhh

yuh
yuh
yuh
yuhhhh

hit that o

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalator
she been on my phone
i gotta tell her see her later
put my pistol in her purse
and she don’t even need the papers
i got jiggas , i got cuttas
i got k!llas, i got sprayers

i got youngins on the block
and they be dripping with the flavor
i got og’s on the porch
they be smoking on the vapor

i got teedy serving plates
i got unc riding scr+pers
they say granny in the hospital
please don’t take her!

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

hit that o
all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate

f a c e
t h e
s t a g e
thats me

subwoofers bangin
back in 03
ogs called me sw+nga
all the hoes they call me steve

reebok classics
fat laces
champs
tee

platinum fubu
starch jeans
that can stand
from the crease
all these b+tches
know i’m hot just like the beach
and i do just what i want
but you can’t do it like me

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

hit that o

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
all this booty shaking

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate
all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalate

indictment had me shook
i was out here pulling capers
junkies smoking rock
higher than a skyscr+per

they ain’t think i had it
b+tch in ballon like a laker
got the stick on my hip
like my name darth vader

certified mail
full of ice olympic skater
armed detail
strapped up for the haters

playin witcha life
do we have any takers
ems hollerin
gah d+mn we can’t save em

in my possession
got a weapon
hitting targets
my profession

vvs
straight baguettes
around neck
it’s a blessing

it’s cost
to be the boss
what’s the price
ain’t no guessin

i put bodies
on a shirt
yo paperwork
says you telling

face he
beat the case
from outta state
and ain’t no felon

bad b+tches
is my taste
bust your head
just like a melon

middle finger
to my haters
you can see
i ain’t failing

thank god
he got me right
they want my soul
but i ain’t selling

jiggalate

all this booty shaking
make me wanna jiggalator
she been on my phone
i gotta tell her see her later

put my pistol in her purse
and she don’t even need the papers
i got jiggas , i got cuttas
i got k!llas, i got sprayers

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