AKA FredFreak - Twerk for It (All Yours)

Pretty ballerina
Tell me have you seen her
When she work the stage
Her focused face gets meaner
Dollars on the floor
Her job, only she can clean up
Doing this alone
No there's no need to team up
First night she danced
Made enough insured her Beamer
Didn't expect that
So now she in the race
Feeling she first place
In this paper chase
See what happens once you get a taste

Plus she upfront, work the main stage
And she got too much talent
Too much to go to waste
Stacking G's everyday what more can she say
Quick money not mention getting well paid
No she ain't turning back, baby girl gone stay
And she got some nice fish nets, and got her hair laid
For this job you gotta get real made
Dance like a slut, with such grace
Grab on to the pole
Her strength impeccable
Climb way to the top so you can let these bitches know
You the prettiest flower in this room
Bust it wide open, make those petals bloom
She out there wiggling, jiggling, with a turnt' up nose
If you look a little closer you see white up in her nose
It wasn't her back then, she learned it from the pros
Whatever it takes for you to make that doe
Baby go wild, go put on a fucking show
There's ballers in the audience, looking icy, froze
Diamonds on 'em, you can see in the light they glow
You seeing dollar signs, bend down touch ya toes

Okay
We throwing big dollars and we on the second floor
Watch it rain down from the sky
And she shake it fast for more
(Don't worry)
It's all yours
It's all yours
It's all yours
Just twerk for it
Okay
We throwing big dollars and we on the second floor
Watch it rain down from the sky
And she shake it fast for more
(Don't worry)
It's all yours
It's all yours
It's all yours
Just twerk for it

And now she feeling like a narcissist
Head getting swole
From all the money, clothes and cars and shit
Wasn't making this much back when she worked for tips
Waiting tables
Her life ain't a fairy tale
And it damn sure not a fable
See her pop it like I'm watching cable
Couldn't do nothing before
But now she's very able
Just make your money girl
Don't worry 'bout no label
I know this income seems more than stable

Change topic
Now squeeze those fucking titties girl
And do a forward shimmy
Paper in my hands
Fuck around gave you a whole limb
Cute face, tiny waist, and her ass is natural
Mama from the south, inheritance is only natural
Doing splits on the pole
Pussy dripping liquid gold
The crowd goes wild when she stands up on her tippy toes
Do something crazy I ain't never seen
That way you collect the cash from all the team
Not doing this for no man or a ring
Mad independent don't need help with anything

Baby girl you got it all, so it seems
The only thing that you see right now is the green
Remember when making this much was a dream
And now you're shaking shit into reality

Okay
We throwing big dollars and we on the second floor
Watch it rain down from the sky
And she shake it fast for more
(Don't worry)
It's all yours
It's all yours
It's all yours
Just twerk for it
Okay
We throwing big dollars and we on the second floor
Watch it rain down from the sky
And she shake it fast for more
(Don't worry)
It's all yours
It's all yours
It's all yours
Just twerk for it

Written by:
Frederick Wilson

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