Jiggle Jiggle

Louis Theroux, Duke & Jones
 Jiggle, jiggle
 My money don't jiggle, jiggle, it folds
 I'd like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
 It makes me wanna 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've got a knack to relax, in my mind
 Sipping some red, red wine
 Shepherd'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 'gnac
 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'd like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure
 It makes me wanna 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've got a knack to relax, in my mind
 Sipping some red, red wine
 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)