Sarai
Ladies, Correct lyrics
Songwriters: Williams, Marquise; Alfieri, Vinnie; Howard, Sarai; Theodore, Ali
SARAI (yeah)
cmon (yeah
woah (yeah)
cmon (yeah)
woah (yeah)
shake it (yeah) x9
Hey mr DJ turn the music up loud
and everybody report to the dancefloor now.
Light em up cuz we bout to get down
off the chain like we do it in the south.
Everybody just havin a good time
got my eyes on the guys cuz yeah, they're so fine.
Thats right, Sarai can get crunk, how much junk
you got in that trunk? Come out the house,
get on the street. Hear Cee-Lo, let out the
'Closet Freak'
Act a fool, you can do what you want
Get loose cause the track be that funk
Groove to the bump
Just break it down, make the trunk wobble with the
extra bounce, make it touch the ground then
raise it up, like the garbage man do with the
dump truck
Ladies, hands up. Let me see ya shake ya stuff
A,B,C and D cups
Little bitty to the big ol' butt
Fellas, hand high, let me see you work it
out one more time. Put yo body against
mine, cmon baby griiiiiiiiind
Uh-oh, here we go!
Time to shake that ass on the dancefloor
Jiggle that thing like Jell-O
All my rich chicks, and the girls in the ghetto
Throw it up, get krunk
Ball, 'til you fall, that's right
In the club or either bump in your ride
Slim or big-boned, don't matter yo' size
Don't matter if you black or white
All shapes and sizes spread love worldwide
I mean, we all the same color inside
So why divide? I mean there's no reason why
East coast, to the Westside
Midwest to the South we tiiight
That's fo'sho yo please believe
I'ma stay bein me ain't no changin me
Like, Trick see, "I luh da kids"
So I gotta look out for as long as I live
I'm tryin to be the best thing comin out this year
Sarai keep it trill and that's what's real
But for now
Just break it down, make the trunk wobble with the
extra bounce, make it touch the ground then
raise it up, like the garbage man do with the
dump truck
Ladies, hands up. Let me see ya shake ya stuff
A,B,C and D cups
Little bitty to the big ol' butt
Fellas, hand high, let me see you work it
out one more time. Put yo body against
mine, cmon baby griiiiiiiiind
Ladies, hands up. Let me see ya shake ya stuff
A,B,C and D cups
Little bitty to the big ol' butt
Fellas, hand high, let me see you work it
out one more time. Put yo body against
mine, cmon baby griiiiiiiiind
Tube, tops, T, shirts
Blue, jeans, mini, skirts
Overtime, make it work
Wobble that ass 'til the thing hurt
White beaters, throw backs
Fitted caps, bucket hats
No matter where you from, where you at
Shake that shit like how you luh dat
E-e-everybody get your boogie on
Party all night to the break of dawn, c'mon
Put your hands in the air
And wave 'em all around like ya just don't care yea
Front to the back over there
V.I.P. area, ballers upstairs
Get buck, stand on top of chairs
To the top of the lungs and let me hear OH YEAHH
Just break it down, make the trunk wobble with the
extra bounce, make it touch the ground then
raise it up, like the garbage man do with the
dump truck
Ladies, hands up. Let me see ya shake ya stuff
A,B,C and D cups
Little bitty to the big ol' butt
Fellas, hand high, let me see you work it
out one more time. Put yo body against
mine, cmon baby griiiiiiiiind
Ladies, hands up. Let me see ya shake ya stuff
A,B,C and D cups
Little bitty to the big ol' butt
Fellas, hand high, let me see you work it
out one more time. Put yo body against
mine, cmon baby griiiiiiiiind
Ladies, Correct lyrics © Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp; Doclocke Music
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