Toot That lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, Sarge, you made that?)

[Chorus: Erica Banks]
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, you a dancer
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, ooh, he handsome
Slide on it, take your time on it, you a freak too
Rise on it, put them thighs on it, go and beat too
Roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that n*gga up, throwin' ass in the club

[Verse 1: Erica Banks]
I told him get back, back up 'less you got them racks up
Ain't no competition, tell them other b*tches catch up
Throw it in rotation, make that n*gga get up on it, b*tch
Do it like you nasty, do it like you own it, b*tch
Thick ass, got a lil' junk to it (Junk to it)
Big booty, got a lil' bump to it (Bump to it)
Throw it back quick, he'll run to it (Uh)
Got a lot of ones, he'll run through it, ayy (Okay)
Dump it on the di*k like this, uh (Like this)
Dump it on the di*k like that, ayy (Like that)
Teased how you want, get pleased how you want (Uh)
Drop it down and throw it right back, ayy (Hah)
[Chorus: Erica Banks & BeatKing]
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, you a dancer
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, ooh, he handsome
Slide on it, take your time on it, you a freak too
Rise on it, put them thighs on it, go and beat too
Roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that n*gga up, throwin' ass in the club (Yeah, hold up)

[Verse 2: BeatKing]
Pop that cat at me, turn around, look back at me (Hold up)
I'm tryna beat it up, she say, "Throw a stack at me" (Ooh)
Psych, you retarded, trick, you know I got the 40 (Huh?)
I gave her counterfeit money 'cause I see that girl been snortin' (Yeah)
Throw that ass back on the b*tch you came with (Toot that)
You a thot, you smashed my bro, you can't explain this (Toot that)
Pop that pus*y on the Snap, I make her famous (Toot that)
When I hit DGs, Wayne, he gon' play this (Hold up)

[Chorus: Erica Banks & BeatKing]
Roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up (Club God)
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that, roll that n*gga up (Up), roll that n*gga up
Roll that n*gga up, throwin' ass in the club
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, you a dancer
Ride on it, don't get tired on it, ooh, he handsome
Slide on it, take your time on it, you a freak too
Rise on it, put them thighs on it, go and beat too (Ayy)