Cash Out hops on the twerking songs band-wagon and delivers his own "Twerk Song" produced by DJ Spinz and Dun Deal.
The Twerk Song Lyrics by Cash Out
See me, baby, now I’mma do it
She told me smack her on the booty
She say I got too many hoes
She say I got too many shows
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
What’s that, baby? I see you, you watching
Versace like Biggie, my watch is Rolly
This hoe say holly molly, they stole it
Oh, no, no, pay for it, be foreign, go touring
A nigga so burry, drive her out when he’s snoring
He kiki for the free-free took her kiki to Waikiki
Put Louis, we Gucci, put the hoochie where the hoochie
We do the hoochie coochie but I’m still grabbing on my tooly
See me, baby, now I’mma do it
She told me smack her on the booty
She say I got too many hoes
She say I got too many shows
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
Ferrari, retarded, no bank, retarded
These hoes, they tardy, they missing, I’m sorry
Ferragamo for freak-o, I seize this cappuccino
Baby, I’m beating nino, that your boyfriend, I bet you he know
Got your girl saying I want to do foo-foo
Got your girl at my front door in a tutu
Yeah, she got that million dollar mouth, uh, uh
Spenz and dyeing on a beast, say uh, uh
See me, baby, now I’mma do it
She told me smack her on the booty
She say I got too many hoes
She say I got too many shows
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
But she twerking
