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Lyric Them Jeans


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[Chorus]
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (oh yeah)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (oh yeah)
From the front to the back, girl you know what I mean

[Verse 1]
I m country, she country, we country
Come closer, it s a free country
Damn you cute, girl you fine
Keep it right there, I wanna make you mine
Don t play no games, I gotta keep it real
Got the +Magic Stick+ and a gold grill
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Cause thugs need love, girl you know what I mean
Hold up Allie Mae you gonna work it like that
Rock the bump and let it wooble from the back

[Chorus]
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (oh yeah)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (oh yeah)
From the front to the back, girl you know what I mean

[Verse 2]
We play football, no pads, she got the cushion
I ain t Bill Cosby, but I love jello pudding
Check out that Puerto Rican body, she s a hottie
I ain t Slick Rick but +La Di Da Di+
And who s the fly white girl, she ain t that tall
So them P. Miller jeans look like two basketballs
And that Latino and Asian mommy
Make a grown man want to do the rowdy (WOO!)
And beautiful, black chick with the passions on
Make every thug in the club wanna sing this song

[Chorus]
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog

[Break]
Hey don t stop, don t stop
We can take it the floor, girl show me what you got
Hey don t stop, don t stop
You can grab the wall, girl show me what you got
Hey don t stop, don t stop
You can grab the pole, girl show me what you got
Hey don t stop, don t stop
We can take it from the club, to the parking lot
Now stop (WHAT!), then roll (HA!)
Head, shoulders, knees, toes

[Chorus]
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
From the front to the back, girl you know what I mean

[Verse 3]
I ma No Limit soldier and I love ya boo
And her and her girl said ([Female voice:] We love you too)
Halle Berry head, lease the red (WOO!)
Got eight Aston 5, but that s how I prove it
Eyes lightly on me, a young Janet Jackson
Tina Turner thighs, the ghetto s main attraction
She wear boots with her jeans like Free
And homies in the hood wanna cuff her like the police
She so sexy, damn so nasty
A thug girl, but still so classy
Sometime she get vicious
In them P. Miller pads her jeans look bootylicious

[Chorus]
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans)
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans
Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog
Shake what you got in them jeans
From the front to the back, girl you know what I mean

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