Funky, funky, everything funky Big get, turn around, show me your dunky Oh my Lord, let that all in the junky I can tell you from all another country I am a drug so I know I am all a junky In the club chillin’ with a whole lot of drunky Planny fact, when they come the girl, ain’t no plannin’ that Fat ones, skinny ones, all over 21
(Verse Chris Porter) We got the du say drippin’ She lookin’ at me like you stay trippin’ Dolce and Gabbana bag, got a young Madonna here She gonna tweak her body til her body need Obama care Do it for the grime, do it for the crib Do it for a couple hundred dollar in my head No discrimination, if you heavy in the middle When you only got a little, go ahead and make a jiggle go
(Pre hook) Ain’t no party like East Coast party with the West Coast chick They gotta dance somebody and they bounce that body, Bounce that body x 3
(Hook x 2) Do the water dance, girl do the water dance x 2 From Miami to the bay til the toarin’ friends Like the judgin’ baby, go do the water friends
(Verse: Pitbull) I’m more like a gamer, no, I’m not a doctor I don’t got that sound kicks, I just got a round kicks And boys get the hate, women get the stockin’ Yeah they real but they ain’t sayin’ nuthin’ I’m wrippin’ and dippin’ sleepin’ my main chicken Havin’ three from three, thirty three call it pippin’ Why you thirty three years old, still talkin’ my pimpin’ I’m thirty four, makin’ bout a hunnit milion’ and more Use to move Perrico, now this chico, like the beat went from pipes and needle ____(?) con los amigos Now we drinkin’ Vodka con el vino, met her in the highest club You know, I ride for the people, die for the people, bang for the people, rap for the people, Man I’m the people chan Dale loca, shake that, do it and do the water dance Dale!
(Pre hook) + (Hook)
(Verse Chris Porter) Girl da my freaka And she move her booty like her name’s Naisha Got me think about her seven days to the weeka First he deep low then she deep down deeper, She got me like uh, girl da my freaka And she move her booty like her name’s Naisha Got me think about her seven days to the weeka If you can’t do it then my girl gonna teach ya Are you torkin’ or no? x 3 Look back, get it like you, Give it to me, break it down x 2