Текст песни Jiggle Jiggle (feat. Louis Theroux)

My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds I'd like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure It makes me wanna 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've got a knack to relax, in my mind Sipping some red, red wine Shepherd's bush My compact push Notting Hill gate My fiat skates With a crate of Cabernet But not today Because I gotta drive I wanna stay alive Not 'cause it's illicit Do I have to get explicit? As a matter of fact I sip on the 'Gnac With big and Reece 200 diamonds in their piece I'm trying to get mine So I can shine Jiggle, jiggle I like to see you, wiggle, wiggle Jiggle, jiggle I like to see you, wiggle, wiggle My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds I'd like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure It makes me wanna 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've got a knack to relax, in my mind Sipping some red, red wine I think that went really well, don't you? I enjoyed it, nice being in the booth So unless you have anything else, that's a wrap (Jiggle, jiggle) (I like to see you, wiggle, wiggle) (Jiggle, jiggle) (I like to see you, wiggle, wiggle)