This is a song about "Twerk it"

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

The pervs lerk as miley works that twerk till it hurts.

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

Too focused, one word

Yes we bout it bout it/

This bounce beat shit

She says it, you do it

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might just move in the direction of christ

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind