Timbaland - Them Jeans feat. MIGOS

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in them jeans like Genuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty bounce like trampolines
Boing, boing
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty gang
What's in them jeans

Broke boys always talking bout
How many hoes they fuck, how many bitches they got
We really wanna know how many coins you got
If you talking bout your rap how many songs you got
This for my bitches, all my bad bitches
Only if you independent and after your riches
She an old lady got a young in the corner
Young nigga hit it right, I smoke that good marijuana
She will have you in the club man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret aroma
Late night at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in a Corolla, got her drunk off Coronas
Jewelry colder than polar, I'm hot like the solar
She twerk it more than open, make it clap like magnolias
It's the first time you seen her and she act like the know you
That's her motive, she bust it widely open
So I had to ask her

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in them jeans like Genuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty bounce like trampolines
Boing, boing
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty gang
What's in them jeans

After was our sign, she told me Gemini
I told her girl you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well in it, well never, my better this I think you fine
I'm tryina see if this on my roommate named Genuine
She don't like fuck boys, fuck boys ain't making no noise
Walk around with a chain like Floyd
She looking at me looking gorgeous
Pickering the size of orbit
Broke boys can't afford it, looking my pockets on orbit
I'm a free man no mortgage
Man you can go to my mansion, it got 6 stories
I've been to lemon chopped the top like they had the source
Telling me stories I heard on before the boys
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't important

I like how them jeans look tight they show your panties
I like it
Walk in, run the club got these broke boys panic
On fire
When she walking probably people turn to a manic
She done turned the whole club, call the ambulance!

Girl what's yo sign, I pull up right on time
She don't fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that booty in rewind
I just wanna see what's in them jeans like Genuwine
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that booty bounce like trampolines
Boing, boing
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
What's in them jeans, what's in them jeans
All my pretty girls green pretty gang
What's in them jeans

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