That Bikini versuri

Versuri Hi-Town DJs – That Bikini lyrics

Here we go!
Ooooooo-eeee! (She wore an)
Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! C’mon!

Now, with that teenie-weenie
String bikini,
Hey, girl, you caught my eye.
You lookin’ good enough to eat,
So let me taste that moon pie!
When you did your striptease,
I saw them 36D’s,
And I was on my bended knees —
Like James Brown, I’m beggin’, “Please!”
You got that body lookin’ tight;
Damn, it’s out o’ sight!
And them legs was nice an’ long,
An’ once again I said, “It’s on!”
Now, girl, I like that g-string,
And I wanna be your main thing.
So here’s the number to all my phones;
Why don’tcha gimme a ring (unclear)? Come on! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! C’mon!

Don’t stop now, git it (git it)!
On that dance floor, girl, I know you admit it.
It’s Hi-Town, people, represent!
Wiggle that thing, girl, like it’s heaven-sent.
(unclear) shake, baby, (unclear) tight,
G-string, baby, fit just right.
Yeah, girl, you know you got it!
Wiggle that thing, give your body, body! Come on!

I went to my girl’s house,
To pick up my friends,
Headed to the beach
To get them tans.
When the boys see what I’m wearin’,
I guarantee they’re gonna be starin’.
Long, wavy hair?
O’ course it’s mine!
Itsy-bitsy,
Of course I’m fine!
Layin’ on sand,
Oiled up, gettin’ tanned…
Watch it, girl,
I’ll take your man! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it!

C’mon, go! Go, go!
Wiggle it, jiggle it.
Go! Go, go!
Wiggle it, jiggle it!
Go! Go, go!
Wiggle it, jiggle it!
Go! Go, go!
Wiggle it, jiggle it!

I can see it very clear;
I can see it all from here.
With them hips and that wiggle,
Drive me crazy, the way you jiggle!
As ya shake it, dip, slide,
Got it together as the b’s ride.
Hi-Town DJs always (unclear)
Brothers (unclear)
Girl, they got it!

All in the water,
Scared to come out;
You’re the one all the brothers
Keep talkin’ about.
Wit’ ya nice, round hips,
Sexy thighs,
Light skin, curly hair
With hazel eyes.
The way you look,
It make me sweat —
And, girl, I don’t even
Know your name yet!
Get next to you,
Show ya what it’s all about,
In that g-string…
So let’s work it out! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! (She wore an)

Itsy-bitsy, teenie-weenie,
Red-and-black g-string bikini…

Dip with it; wiggle it!
Girl, lemme see you jiggle it! C’mon!

Ugh… c’mon… ra-la…whoo! Wiggle it! C’mon!…

Wiggle it, jiggle it!
Girl lemme see you jiggle it, come on!

Ugh, ugh!