Ying Yang Twins - Fine lyrics

Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Ying-Yang) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Po' Boy) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (College Park) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Damn, that b**h is fine (I'm a s**y motherf**er) Damn, that b**h is fine (I'm a s**y motherf**er) Damn, that b**h is fine (I'm just a s**y motherf**er) Damn, that b**h is fine I get it from my mammy, and I know how to handle it Plus I got a motor like a banshee If that's ya man, girl you can forget it I'm standin by the bar, parrot-toed, bowlegged I make him wanna hit the bare guts It ain't his birthday, I'm the reason he got his hair cut Turned on by my stank walk, now he can't talk But I'mma give him what he came for Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (He told me to) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it (make that booty roll) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (Make that booty roll) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki (Jacki-O!) Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine Fine as a mu'f**er, shaped like a Coke bottle n***a got a lump in his throat so he can't swallow Sh-she walkin' wit it, yeah that why ya a**'ll get it Gotta keep it at a distance Cause if you walk my way n***a gon' be persistent Smack that a**, pat, pat Back that a** up to the back, back You got me daydreamin, havin wet dreams Jacki, is there anymore room in them jeans For a freaky motherf**er like me A ATL n***a wit a lot of gold teeth Goddamn you fine wit a big behind I just wanna touch your booty one time Is it soft like it look, I'm curious George Your booty put a smile on all the boys Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (He told me to) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it (make that booty roll) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (Make that booty roll) Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Jacki-Jacki-Jacki-Jacki, Jacki-Jacki-Jacki Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine Damn, that b**h is fine (Jacki-O!) Said you like this chunky monkey and you want it Cause I ride it like a pony when I'm on it You just wanna get up on it so you can bone it I'mma have you givin loans of money for homes, yeah Queen of the South, Jacki-O gon' hold it down Boys seen them pictures in Vibe, they wanna blow me down They wanna show me round, they know it's sunshine They see the ghetto booty and they know it's lunchtime Gourmet cuisine got 'em actin silly He ain't even f**, I only let him s** the titties Now we in Hong Kong, I got the thong on He on the phone, told his ho that he ain't comin home Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (He told me to) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it Drop that sh**, now roll wit it (make that booty roll) Drop that sh**, now roll wit it, roll wit it, roll wit it (Make that booty roll) Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll) Ro-ooo-oo-ool, ro-ooo-oo-ool Ro-ooo-oo-ool (make that booty roll) I'mma drop my sh** and roll wit it Drop my sh** and roll wit it Drop my sh** and roll wit it Roll wit it, roll wit it