Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey(Truly Beautiful) Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya(Truly Beautiful) Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey Ya,Hey(Truly Beautiful) Hey Ya...Hey Ya [Lil' Wayne
Like table-top dance, or even grab your dick With my money in hand, lookin' for fun Look out, man, 'cause here she comes! [Luke:] Hey, hey, hey, hey,
clubs where niggas go Spendin' flow for stripper hoes And table-tops cost five dollars If the hoe ain't cute, don't even bother Bitch, come clean from beginnin' Drop them strings
'Cause I know that you is a freak So let a brother lick them paws And run the tongue on the g-string draws And tease the kitty just a little Then stick
let ya stop I want your bowl o' jello, baby; jus' gimme that Puddin-Pop Now understand if you got a man then, yo, I don't need ya But if you're alone
tongue work! 'Cause I'll nickel-and-dime ya If you fail to work what's behind ya But if the dance get felt, Then I'll stick a dub in ya garter belt So
it stone like Bedrock We keep it hot [Redman] Yo I'm ? the blackout mode I snatch cheese that your mousetrap hold Yo, who fucks ya baby? Hey Kojack knows
Work that thang like it's goin' outta style Cause ya look so cute With ya long boots and ya g-string suit Get on stage and work that cat Hey yo fellas
I paint it everyday [3, 2, 1, Come On] Ma-Ya-Hi Ma-Ya-Hu Ma-Ya-Ho Ma-Ya-Ha Ha Ma-Ya-Hi Ma-Ya-Hu Ma-Ya-Ho Ma-Ya-Ha Ha I sold my strings, my song, and
boyfriend?" [Chorus] Hey little Lady, please tell me ya name. Hey little lady do you have a boyfriend? Hey little lady can I get to know you, can I call you on ya
Rover Rolex 'pon me wirst, and a crisp pullover Platinum chain and ring with ice all over And the bus' out the suit with all them string ya [Kardinal Offishall] Hey hey
come pick them up? come pick them up on 6 and magnolia and holla at ya boy c-ya? you understand? and we gon holla at ya another time holla! biatch!
battle cries soundin' Ding-ding, hit 'em like, bing-bing Eat 'em like, B-King, yet wit' no seasoning-bee sting Wich yo girl dressed in a g-string she'
fo sho, a born bostonian, aryan librarian at the WORDsmithsonian the rap is scattered, it hides its ingenuity, i gave it this little part to give it continuity. the fellas say hey
a FUCK I'll still get wit'cho bird Then I stuff her and roast her like it's late November Then I duck that broke hoe cause her friend looks better Ya
my girl come ya fu the daggeration I'm ah itch den nuh badda wait pan girl come ya fu the daggeration cu um ya (T-time fi gi mi) cu um ya fi the daggaration
record label, we stay stable Pick up the album, we're never on cable Crews cross over, but not Main Source I use Simon's guitar strings to floss Brand