Twerk Dat Pop That Trick Trick (Ft. Eminem & Royce Da 5'9")

[Produced by Antt Beatz]

[Chorus: Trick Trick]
Get this paper (twerk dat, pop that)
Work that shaker (twerk dat, pop that)
Go ahead baby (twerk-twerk dat, pop that)
Turn around lady (twerk dat, pop that)
Everything on us now (twerk dat, pop that)
Turn down for what now (twerk-twerk dat, pop that)
Bag it up, turn around now (twerk dat, pop that)
Let me see you drop it down now (twerk-twerk, twerk dat, pop that)

[Verse 1: Trick Trick]
Who said gangstas don't do that? Cause they lying
In the back of the pussy club, it's all mine
Getting drenched by the cheese, spend 'em rain and shine
They head to another one, can't decline
What up to the DJ, straight to the back
Ten racks to the waitress, change all that
Twenty something years old, ass so fat
Them boys in the club, D hats all black
Tops coming off, ass on the floor
Guess ten ain't enough, so I gotta get more
They'll lose their mind if I head to the door
They don't love me, they love the bread I blow
God damn, got em on they hands and they knees
Scratching after scratch like rats for the cheese
I'm a dog, I even got scratch for the fleas
Touch my money you could touch your knees