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Girl what's yo sign, I pull up on time
She fuck with broke niggas, you sit on the sideline
Back that ass up, put that in rewind
I just wanna see in those jeans like Ginuwine
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
in them jeans, what's in them jeans
Can you make that bounce like trampolines
Boing,
What's in them jeans, in them jeans
What's in jeans, what's in them jeans
All my girls green pretty gang
What's in them

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

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

her what's her sign, she told me Gemini
I told her you lying, that's the same sign as mine
Well anyway, never mind, back to the subject, you
I'm tryina see if there's some room in them jeans, Ginuwine
And she don't like boys, fuck boys ain't making no noise
Walk around with a like Floyd
She at me looking gorgeous
Pinky ring the size of
Broke boys afford it, look at my pockets on orbit
I'm a man no Morgan
Me and you can go to my mansion, it got 6
Hop in the lemon, the top like the headless horse
Telling me of her and her broke boy divorced
Honestly I can care less baby that ain't

I how them jeans so tight they show your panties (I like it)
Walk in, run the got these broke boys panic (They fightin')
When she walk in public, people to a manikin (Silence)
She done turned the club, call the ambulance!

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