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Song:Tangerine
Album:Sir Lucious Left Foot...The Son of Chico DustyGenres:Algemeen
Year:2010 Length:254 sec

Lyricist: TM

Lyrics:

Yeah, yeah
She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American dream
She all about a motherfucker cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Now, let's set it straight, B-I-G don't cut for cake
I put her on a plate until she's no longer awake
They just lay, fast asleep when I hit 'em with the snake
Put that venom up in 'em until I leave 'em with the shakes
On display, she's a model but she only model shoes
Not fake like a prosthetic leg, a prostitute
How she chews, she just whispers in my ear, "I'ma give it to you"
I'm the type of dude that sends your baby mama out for food
And I also like her throat action with a passion
Lovin' her mouth for dental satisfaction
That means I hit the head like Greg Louganis then I'm splashin', ugh
Bust one, back in the 'Lac stabbin'
She know what's happenin', there's no reason to doubt it
If you ask her how I got it, she say
"How he had went about it was..."
And then you wake up from a bad dream
A nightmare, settle down 'cause she right there
She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American dream
She all about a motherfucker cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Okay, midnight, fit like four or five chicks
In the drop '66 bumpin' Southernplayalistic
As we ridin' through the city lights, Monday Magic City night
Pass these around, momentarily, they feelin' like
Gettin' right, good girls, got 'em gettin' busy like
Big dick, eatin' so much pussy they forget pipe
All got boyfriends, tell me they don't hit it right
They come see me so they can come be freaks in the backseat
Everything bad like a track meet
All I can see is titties and ass cheeks
Actually, no exaggeration, no imaginin'
Real talk, my reality is your fantasy
Keisha, Kim, Tamika, Shay, Alicia, and Gloria
Chasin' this rod, tryna find euphoria
Name notorious, gangbang glorious
Find me, shawty, when your boyfriend bore you
Shake it like some Texas Pete droppin' on your collard greens
Make it hotter when she want a dollar, do you follow me?
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Smellin' like some tangerines, rollin' like she on some beans
Garbage belt full of green, booty bustin' out the seams
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Once upon a rhyme, I knew this girl
And she was fine as everything outdoors
The kind of girl I describe her like Michael Jordan when he's froze
In the pose of a Jumpman, top flight security on these hoes, man
She drop it low only for me to pick her up
When she's liquored up, I'm leavin' my fingerprints on her butt
Atten-hut, at attention as we stand for this woman
General Pat-Tam, boy, stop, we think she comin'
Lovin' the way that I'm diggin' her down, boy, you bluffin'
Nothin' but a nigga like me be straight up royal flushin'
But this ain't 'bout playin' no cards, dummy
Her gimme open my sugar and she go hard for me
Even take a charge for me if the coppers caught us ridin'
To get a tray of fruit and a pack of one-point-fives in
I'm all the way on them papers, she all the way on my team
We burnin' down like California trees in the breeze
She said her name was Tangerine, damn, the American dream
She all about a motherfucker cream, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
She said her name was Billie Jean, said she wanna show me things
I pulled out a stack of green, shake it like a tambourine
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake it like a tambourine (Shake it like a tambourine)
Shake, shake (Shake it), shake, shake (Shake, shake)
Shake, shake (Shake, shake), shake, shake that ass (Shake that ass)
Shake, shake (Shake, shake), shake, shake (Shake, shake)
Shake, shake (Shake, shake), shake, shake that ass (Shake that ass)
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work (And all my ladies, tell 'em)
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work (Shake, shake, shake, shake)
Work, work, work, work




 

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