Letra da Música Twirk de Matth' Oak

[Him]
Tell me you've had enough fun,
Gotta the cake but I can't get a crumb.
[Her]
Gotta just, just, just, just, you stir up,
Gotta get you hard-on off my twirk.
Twirk, twirk, twirk, twirk, twirk,
Twirk, twirk, twirk, up in the club, I twirk my butt.
(Yo-ho)

I know you heard about me,
I'm thick attaboy, baby,
Dudes treat me nicely,
They buy me some hunny.
Graff n' Hermès Paris,
Gucci and then Bvlgari,
Let me take you crazy,
Like u winning a huge meet,
Got our head spinnin,
Even as I naysay I'm winnin,
Thousand buck champa in fist,
Feel a little loopy if I drink,
Wanted to be left alone, excuse me,
My cool dope keeps in check,
Rock at the disco 'cause this hit's next,
I'ma hunk that booty like an expert.

I hunk, I hunk, I hunk, I hunk,
Up get you drunk,
I hunk, I hunk, I hunk,
My twerk won u.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor,
Just to watch what I got.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor, on the floor.

[Him]
Tell me you've had enough fun,
Gotta the cake but I can't get a crumb.
[Her]
Gotta just, just, just, just, you stir up,
Gotta get you hard-on off my twirk.

[Him]
Tell you've had stir up me enough,
Gotta the cake but I'm gettin nuts.
[Her]
Hottie u got, got, got, got so much,
So much energy, so much.
Cos of this twirk, twirk, twirk, twirk,
Twirk, twirk, twirk,
In the club, I twirk my butt.
(Yo-ho)

[Him]
This girl knows how to rush,
Showin' some loca shit with tush,
She lays the guys on rock gathered round,
Looking her up and down.
Hit it, throw that, do it, baby,
Hit good, hit it, do it,
Hit and do it, baby, throw good, ya full of triiiiiicky.

[Her]
Fellas only wanna get laid,
Only talk 'bout sex n' laze.
If u talk 'bout love 'em waive,
Many of 'em see us as a walkaway,
Easy hitting her twirk, twirk.
Hump her to feel it twerk, twerk.
Like she's a hoe but she isn't ho,
Bub man ain't shit, not some bit,
Ain't shit, not some bit,
No, ain't shit, no, no, no, not some bit,
So beat it fella, I ain't his girl,
I just popped by hang with my girls,
Don't give a fuck 'bout yo,
What we gotta is twirk.

Twirk, twirk, twirk, twirk,
Twirk, twirk, twirk, twirk,
Twirk, twirk.
My dainty lumps stir up x3
And I ain't gonna give it up,
Cos my twerk won u.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor,
Just to watch what I got.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor, on the floor.

[Him]
Tell me you've had enough fun,
Gotta the cake but I can't get a crumb.
[Her]
Gotta just, just, just, just, you stir up,
Gotta get you hard-on off my twirk.
[Him]
Tell you've had stir up me enough,
Gotta the cake but I'm gettin nuts.
[Her]
Hottie u got, got, got, got so much,
So much energy, so much.

[Him]
Tell me you've had enough fun,
Gotta the cake but I can't get a crumb.
[Her]
Gotta just, just, just, just, you stir up,
Gotta get you hard-on off my twirk.

[Him]
Tell all that shit is ficticious,
That can't no other lady stay so vicious.
[Her]
That ass rock, rock, rock and work,
Make it rock, rock, make it work.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor,
Just to watch what I got.
[Him]
Want a taste of what you got.
[Her]
(Uh) So come get me on the floor, on the floor.