Trudy
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Trudy
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Boogie girls, they love them higher shoes
Them ghetto girls, they love to buy some more
Them Cali girls, they shop around the world
Them Chelsea girls, they love to wear them pearls
Come on now
No matter where they are from, girls just wanna have some fun
Two shake, one pieces of sun, then we just get nice
Temptation on the run, these girls just wanna have some fun
Two shake, one pieces of sun, then we just get nice
I've been thinking that things
She got that booty (booty)
Got a mind of its own, and I call it Trudy (Trudy)
Can't help but yell out: Miss, excuse me! (Excuse me)
Not you, not you, not you, but Trudy (Trudy)
You know that I love me some Trudy (Trudy)
In them tight little shorts, showing half her booty (booty)
Bro, do your thing and please excuse me (excuse me)
While I get acquainted with this Trudy, Trudy, Trudy
Woah
Shake shake shake shake
Shake shake shake shake
She fills them jeans
And brings me to my knees
I'm pretty king but I'm no Billy Jean
Hard to believe, was looking back at me
My kinda thing, that perfect company
Come on, yeah
No matter where they are from, girls just wanna have some fun
Two shake, one pieces of sun, then we just get nice
Temptation on the run, these girls just wanna have some fun
Two shake, one pieces of sun, then we just get nice
I've been thinking that things
She got that booty (booty)
Got a mind of its own, and I call it Trudy (Trudy)
Can't help but yell out: Miss, excuse me! (Excuse me)
Not you, not you, not you, but Trudy (Trudy)
You know that I love me some Trudy (Trudy)
In them tight little shorts, showing half her booty (booty)
Bro, do your thing and please excuse me (excuse me)
While I get acquainted with this Trudy, Trudy, Trudy
She think I like the way she feels (feels)
So what's up, Trudy? What's the deal?
She think I like the way she feels (feels)
So what's up, Trudy? What's the deal?
She got that booty (booty)
Got a mind of its own, and I call it Trudy (Trudy)
Can't help but yell out: Miss, excuse me! (Excuse me)
Not you, not you, not you, but Trudy (Trudy)
You know that I love me some Trudy (Trudy)
In them tight little shorts, showing half her booty (booty)
Bro, do your thing and please excuse me (excuse me)
While I get acquainted with this Trudy, Trudy, Trudy
Woah yeah
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