Run back

Ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y
Ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y
Ah, ah, ah, ah

It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
I'ma shake what my mama gave me
I'ma shake my money maker
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator
It's time for the twerkulator (Ayy)

JT, I'm fly wit' it (I'm fly)
C-I T-Y wit' it (City Girls)
Right cheek, left cheek wit' it (Woo)
Fun size, on fleek wit' it (Uh)
Slim thick, petite wit' it (I'm bad)
G-wag with the key missing
One time for my freak bitches (Ayy, ayy)
After hour, no sleep bitches
(Where y'all at?) when I get my freak on
They throwin' monеy like Meech home (BMF)
When I do my dancе (Ayy)
Money fight, these niggas throwin' bands
(Money fight)
JT, I ain't playin' (I ain't playin')
Lil' bitch, I'on want your man
(Fuck that nigga)
But these rich niggas throwin' paper
Now it's time for the twerkulator
(Back that ass up)

Up in the club (club) , just broke up (up)
I’m doing my own little thing decided to dip
(dip) , but now you wanna trip (trip)
'Cause another brother noticed me
I’m up on him (him) , he up on me (me)
Don’t pay him any attention cried my tears
(tears) , for three good years (years)
You can’t be mad at me

Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I'm doing my own little thing
Decided to dip and now you wanna trip
Cause another brother noticed me
I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
Just cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can't be mad at me
Cause if you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it

Cause if you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Got me tighter in my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I can care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
Cause you had your turn and
Now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me
Cause if you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh

If you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh
Don't treat me to the things of the world
I'm not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Here's a man that makes me then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny
To infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms
Say I'm the one you own
If you don't, you'll be alone
And like a ghost Ill be gone
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up, oh, oh, oh
Cause if you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh
If you liked it then you should
Have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda
Put a ring on it oh, oh, oh

I'm twerkin'
Pussy poppin' like a Cuban bitch at tootsies
(Oww) i'm a City Girl
Y'all bitches is some hoochies
Don't stop, pop that (Pop that)
Pop that pussy on some Luke shit
Fuck all of that cute shit
Break it down for that loot, bitch
(Break it down) uh, twerk-twerkulate
That paper straight? I'ma twerkulate
(Ching ching)
At the after hours, we workin' late (Ayy)
Bad bitches on the paper chase

Ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y ah, ah ah, C-I T-Y
Ah, ah ah, that girl JT
Ah, ah ah, Yung Miami

City Girls

Run back

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