You have to have something that sticks
You have to have something that's monumental
When you walk out on stage, that's been monumental
(Jiggle, jiggle) Can you remember any of the rap that you did?
You have to have something that sticks
You have to have something that's monumental
When you walk out on stage, that's been monumental
(Jiggle, jiggle) Can you remember any of the rap that you did?
[Chorus]
My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
It makes me want to dribble, dribble, you know
Riding in my Fiat, you really have to see it
Six feet two in a compact, no slack
But luckily the seats go back
I got a knack to relax in my mind
Sipping some red, red wine
[Verse]
I sip booze from chalices, holding my palaces
Crib is so crampy suckers suffer from paralysis
Rhymes, I write them in the castle
You try to diss me and pretty soon your ass
Will squat in a cell 'cause I can tell you it's illegal
Treason, that's the reason I'm regal
You do the time for the crime of lèse-majesté
And **** the police 'cause they can't arrest me
(They can't arrest me, they can't arrest me)
(I like to see you wiggle, it makes me dribble, fancy a fiddle?)
[Chorus]
My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
It makes me want to dribble, dribble, you know
Riding in my Fiat, you really have to see it
Six feet two in a compact, no slack
But luckily the seats go back
I got a knack to relax in my mind
Sipping some red, red wine
[Outro]
(I like to see you wiggle, it makes me dribble, fancy a fiddle?)
(I like to see you wiggle, it makes me dribble, fancy a fiddle?)
(I like to see you wiggle, it makes me dribble, fancy a fiddle?)
(I like to see you wiggle, it makes me dribble, fancy a fiddle?)
Du skal have noget, der klæber
Du skal have noget, der er monumentalt
Når du går ud på scenen, har det været monumentalt
(Jiggle, Jiggle) Kan du huske nogen af de rap, du gjorde?
[Kor]
Mine penge vrimler ikke, jiggle, det foldes
Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, vrikke, helt sikkert
Det får mig til at dribler, dribler, ved du
Ridning i min fiat, skal du virkelig se det
Seks meter to i en kompakt, ingen slap
Men heldigvis går sæderne tilbage
Jeg fik en evne til at slappe af i mit sind
Nipper til nogle røde, rødvin
[Vers]
Jeg nipper sprit fra chalices, holder mine paladser
Krybbe er så crampy suckers lider af lammelse
Rim, jeg skriver dem i slottet
Du prøver at dissere mig og temmelig snart din røv
Vil squat i en celle, fordi jeg kan fortælle dig, at det er ulovligt
Forræderi, det er grunden til, at jeg er kongelig
Du gør tid til Lèse-Majestés forbrydelse
Og **** politiets fordi de ikke kan arrestere mig
(De kan ikke arrestere mig, de kan ikke arrestere mig)
(Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, det får mig til at dribler, har lyst til en fele?)
[Kor]
Mine penge vrimler ikke, jiggle, det foldes
Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, vrikke, helt sikkert
Det får mig til at dribler, dribler, ved du
Ridning i min fiat, skal du virkelig se det
Seks meter to i en kompakt, ingen slap
Men heldigvis går sæderne tilbage
Jeg fik en evne til at slappe af i mit sind
Nipper til nogle røde, rødvin
[Outro]
(Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, det får mig til at dribler, har lyst til en fele?)
(Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, det får mig til at dribler, har lyst til en fele?)
(Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, det får mig til at dribler, har lyst til en fele?)
(Jeg kan godt lide at se dig vrikke, det får mig til at dribler, har lyst til en fele?)