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PETEY PABLO lyrics : "Vibrate"

(feat. Rasheeda)

C'mon

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Make that $$# vibrate, make that $$# vibrate
Make that $$# vibrate, shake that %#@! till you

Start an earthquake

[Verse 1: Petey]

I want them 3, to come up here wit me
So I can put em where they 'pose to be
One at the head, one in the middle

and one down by my feet, she keep ticklin me
Neighbors bangin on the wall cause we over here
disturbin the peace, baby be easy

Rockin the bed so hard we done kicked off
all tha sheets, don't worry we don't need em
A couple hours in the session we done been

through bout four CDs (about four CDs)
Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight, and Jodeci
(They love Jodeci)

By the way look think I need a couple can of energy drinks
(yeah I'm gone need em)
Cuz these hoes go vibratin in they coochie


[Chorus 1: 2x]
I like the way yo $$# be vibratin...

I like the way yo $$# be vibratin...

[Chorus 2: 2x]

Make that $$# vibrate, make that $$# vibrate
Make that $$# vibrate, shake that %#@! till you
Start an earthquake


[Verse 2: Rasheeda]
Bend over and touch ya toes, blow smoke got ya hoes like you blowin dro

Slide down the pole, upside down do it fast or slow
Round here we professionals, get flexible, real sexual
Make a ^!$$% wanna eat it like a vegetable

When he see that $$# rise like a buttered roll
Round here we gangstered out, this aint no titty bar
we let it all hang out

Break bread till the song played out, show that ^!$$% what a real (*##$ bout
These cats thank they pimpin like Don Juon
But they all played out like the thong song

Get ya money gul, show em what you really bout
Rasheeda reppin fo the ladies in the south


[Both Choruses]

[Verse 3: Petey]

I can $#&@, any (*##$ in here, lay her on the pillow
Crawl up behind her and cram all of it in her
Ride her $$# like a bicycle, hold right there

When I move you move, just like that
Just as show as yo $$# is fat, there's some 26 inch rims on a Cadillac
Like spinners, sittin on a sixty-seven

At the car show bumpin Funk Master Flex
I aint met a (*##$ yet (and yeah) that I couldn't have
All I gotta do is tell a hoe who I am

Pull up to the side and get away from them
Doom, Doom, Doom


[Both Choruses]

[Chorus 2 - 2X]

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