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Elephant Man - Tropical Thunder - Jook Gal (remix)
Tropical Thunder
Disc 1
01. Get Busy
02. Whine Up
03. Move Ya Body
04. Snake
05. Never leave you
06. Calabria 2008
07. Turn Me On
08. Make It Clap (remix)
09. I Fell in Love With the DJ (Cham radio edit)
10. Temperature
11. Footprints
12. Dude
13. Can't Satisfy Her
14. Tempted to Touch
15. Jook Gal (remix)
16. It Wasn't Me
17. Gal You Ah Lead
18. This Is Why I'm Hot (Blackout remix)
Disc 2
01. Hot This Year
02. Sexual Healing
03. Never leave you
04. Tour (Lil Jon & Paul's mix)
05. No Guns, No Murder
06. Freaks
07. Sun Is Shining (remix)
08. Mr. Loverman
09. Hot Gal Today (Krotches remix)
10. Who Am I
11. Pon de River, Pon de Bank
12. You Don't Love Me (No, No, No)
It's the Elephant Man (that's me)
And the Twista with another hit song (alright)
And my nigs YoungBloodz (yeah)
To show 'em how to get it crunk up in the club
(Unuh wine up)

Shake that booty (yep), turn it around (turn it around)
Back that - up (back that ting up), wine go down (wine go down)
Shake that booty (shake that ting), turn it around (New York ladies)
Back that - up (down South), wine go down

You up inna di club and di music sweet
You fi jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Hand pon di ground, bumper inna di air
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up ya rump
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)

Shake that - (wine, wine)
Y'all lookin' fine (wine, wine)
One ting deh pon ya mind (wine, wine)
Bend over and wine (wine, wine)
Di Jamaican girls (wine, wine)
Di New York girls (wine, wine)
Mi see di down south girls dem a wine, wine
Dem a wine, wine (yeah), sem a wine, wine

Now turn around and jook and drop low to the floor
And swing it back and like that, there ya go
Pop the bottle, get loose for ya folk
And roll them hips to the left fo' once mo'

Now shake it up, bend over, spread wide
We back again and on a whole new ride
With Elephant Man and Twista, YoungBloodz
We off in this biatch, in the middle of the club

So bring it here and lil' mama fall in
And tell yo' crew that they could join in
So DJ spin it back, I got 'em tickled
So you best be runnin' when you here that whistle

Now come here shorty won't you show me that love
Back it up on the Twista when I come up in the club
Look at lil' sista while she twurk that thang
Make me wanna let her hop in my zero fo' Range
Now jook it on me while I blow my bowl
Sippin' Hypnotic while you drop it down low
I be that - reppin' Roc-A-Fella crew
Come pop it for me, let me see what that do

Come here lil' mama, you so thick it's ridiculous
Look at ya fatty I like how you shake it, twurk ya, titties an thighs
Ya bodies elagent, other shit is irrelavent
It's the Elephant, YoungBloodz and Twista from the city of Chi
Ya jook ya body like ya come from Jamaica
Go in my pocket to give ya every bloodclaat thing
Look how she jookin' that booty, chick like a wing and winding
So when ya here the cut drop, sing

You up inna di club and di music sweet
You fi jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Hand pon di ground, bumper inna di air
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Junk in di trunk, wine up ya rump
And jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)

I'm Sean Paul from the home of the strip club
I don't trip, I tip, show the girl love
I know you know the face, I'ma Youngblood
But don't talk, just jook girl, take a dub

She say she love my song, wanna cuddle up
I told her show me her thong for another dub
I came for some action, I don't wanna hug
If it ain't happnin' hit another club

Drank somthin' crunk, cup of "Ones Eye"
Make her shake somthin' 'til the bank run out
But I'm straight shorty, I ain't finna run out
Make her drip from the night 'til the sunlight

(Put ya hands on di floor)
Cock up ya bumper a likkle more
Cock it up, mek mi slam it like a door
(Put ya hands on di floor)
You hear, mi love it when mi talk to her
Split and spread out like manure
(Put ya hands on di floor)

Every man love see girl galore
Shabba say, him waan more pon more
(Put ya hands on di floor)
True ya goody goody, you get an encore
Every girl fi brukout like sore

Shake that booty (yep), turn it around (turn it around)
Back that - up (back that ting up), wine go down (wine go down)
Shake that booty (shake that ting), turn it around (New York ladies)
Back that - up (down South), wine go down

Love see girls a wine, love see girls a shake dem behind
Search di dance floor 'til mi find weh mi flip di coin
Kiprich and di gal dem a wine
Hold up let's go back in time, memba genie wine?
Memba genie when ya see mi gimme grind?
Now a dancehall queenie, queenie time
Jump between di lines toosh girls stop stoosh dem a wine
Every girl waan dem career shine

(Junk in di trunk)
If yuh nah wine could a get a conflict
Wid it like a Shaolin' Monk
(Mi say, junk in di trunk)
Come on girl mek mi see booty bounce
Pon di floor, di dresser or di bunk

Shake that booty (yep), turn it around (turn it around)
Back that - up (back that ting up), wine go down (wine go down)
Shake that booty (shake that ting), turn it around (New York ladies)
Back that - up (down South), wine go down

You up inna di club and di music sweet
You fi jook gal (jook gal) jook gal (jook gal)
Hand pon di wall, look inna di mirror
And jook gal