Song Lyrics

You can twerk to this!
I'm way fresher than you ever been
On the couch with your bitch, like it's Letterman
Her minds open but her legs scream let him in
She know I'm fresher than jocks, that's wearing lettermans
I been sick so bring the medicine
Flow go drive, there'll be no pedestrians
So pardon me let's begin, I'm partying with lesbians
Poker face and they bluffing, I'm going all in
Balling like Spalding, free throw
Oh you a model that's nice, well you should eat mo
I like my women thick, a whole lot of this
Breast and some thighs and a biscuit
Yea I'm crazy, something like a misfit
In my own world, always be a miss fit
Stuck behind bars, mind going ballistic
Insanity, beach body cool, fitness
Goodness gracious, I'm on time but keep them waiting
Miss me while I'm gone, like damn they're so impatient
I'm back like Pastor Mason, clap standing ovation
And while you're busy hating I'm elevating and
On to the next, now you all depressed
Your thoughts are out of style all you can do is GUESS
Yes, I guess that's ill enough, frankly you give it up
Either you got it or don't, cause I don't give a f*ck

Twerk
Twerk
Twerk
Twerk
Twerk, (Ha)
(We got them)
(Let's get them)

Yo!
Reverse the verse and reverb my vocals
Spreewell mics and Carlisimo weak jokers
Chokers, amateurs, destroy and damage them
Beyond recognition, peanut butter sandwich them
I have issues, swimsuit edition
My flow nuts, call this the been a dicksion
Lately I been tripping, no Costa Rica
Bas ackwards slice you, De Gayo, Pico
Debo one punch you, Renegade is brutal
Facebook, Twitter me, Bing it, Google
Toaster strudel, eggs, bacon
Flow make you break fast and guess who made it
I'm sick, I'm ill, I been this nice
I love and die for hip hop, you ain't bout that life
Pardon me this rosy got me slurring my speech
I CM punked this verse, tell them niggas go to sleep

Twerk
Twerk
Twerk
Twerk
Twerk, (Ha)

Byron Jones, Ronald Carmouche

The duration of Robitussin is 2:51 minutes and seconds.