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

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)