Jiggle Jiggle
Lyrics
Louis Therroux
Duke & Jones
Jiggle, jiggle
My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
It makes me want to dribble, dribble, you know
Riding in my Fiat, you really have to see it
Six feet two in a compact, no slack
But luckily the seats go back
I got a knack to relax in my mind
Sipping some red, red wine
Shephard's bush, my compact push
Notting Hill gate, my Fiat skates
With a crate of cabernet, but not today
Because I gotta drive, I wanna stay alive
Not 'cause it's illicit, do I have to get explicit?
As a matter of fact, I sip on the 'Yac
With Big and Reece, 200 diamonds in their piece
I'm trying to get mine, so I can shine
Jiggle, jiggle
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle
Jiggle, jiggle
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle
My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds
I like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
It makes me want to dribble, dribble, you know
Riding in my Fiat, you really have to see it
Six feet two in a compact, no slack
But luckily the seats go back
I got a knack to relax in my mind
Sipping some red, red wine
I think that went really well, don't you?
I enjoyed it, nice being in the booth
So, unless you have anything else, that's a wrap
(Jiggle, jiggle, I like to see you wiggle, wiggle)
(Jiggle, jiggle, I like to see you wiggle, wiggle)
Writer(s): Louis Theroux, Maurice Mosley, Myreon Howard, Neil Diamond, Isaac Aidan Mckelvey, Luke Alexander Soorn Conibear
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, DUKE & JONES, Songtrust Ave
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