Ms. New Booty

Ms. New Booty

Ying Yang Twins

[Chorus]
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere
Rockin' everywhere

I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do

[Repeat: x3]
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight

Girl I don't need you, but you need me
Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely
And I don't tell stories, I let em tell they self
And you ain't gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else

Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy
Ain't life grand (life's grand) livin' up daddy
Here go da whisper song, baby this is us ready?
Put it on me enthusiastically, what ever it is that you do, you do it admirably

And I ain't choose it, that thing chose me
Its bubba and ying yang, all the way in this thing
YO!

[Chorus]

I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do

[Repeat: x3]
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight

Quarter to twelve and we just getting in
Bubba gonna make ya spark wit da Ying Yang Twins
Sippin' on patron, blong blong blong
Shawdy in a thong, whom whom whom

Ass get da jiggling, motherfucking wigglying
Get that thing shakin', like she frost bit shivering
Ass be delivering, all type of flashes, cashes
Got these hoes shaking that molasses

Shh,
Let me whisper in your ear
Get your self together go and buy so new care do
Something with your hair den

Hit da club, shake ya ass and da brothers gonna sho some love
Do that move ya thing, just a minute ago
I guarantee you'll make all da dough
So gon do ya thing baby, work what you got, to get what you want

I ain't that money, don't let it make you

[Chorus]

I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do
Put his hand on it then see what he do

[Repeat: x3]
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight

Hi there, how are things?
I once was breast man now it seems
Ever since I had the pleasure
Of getting you together, your chest is just whatever
I found the buried treasured
Yes ma'am, here's the plan
Meet me over yonder OK don't play
Ill bring the whip whoop, you bring your cook book
And I'm a fix that stuff up, everything is good good

[Chorus]

I found you Ms. New Booty
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or two
Put his hand on it then see what he do

[Repeat: x4]
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight

Written by CROOMS, MICHAEL ANTOINE/HOLMES, DEONGELO/JACKSON, ERIC
Published by EMI Music Publishing

Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.

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