Muffin Tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Laid away, straightaway, feeling the big freeze
Winter's cooling down, summer's on the breeze
Legs need a stretch, need a sighting of the sun
Bring back the tan; time to have some fun
Been cooped up inside for too long
Been fussing and feuding all winter long
The scandal, flying off the handle, for shandle
In a darkened room playing "roman candle"
Well damn, why do I dwell on this?
I'm just glad that its over with, shit
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Break out cervesa's, break out the Jack
Down you a shooter sitting on the deck
Oh, yeah, well I like the food
And this time of year the wind feels good
Oh, yeah, well I like the party
And we hit the beach tomorrow my shorty
Toss the razors in the back, the arms in the tank
The cap on the head, the money out the bank
Gas up, fill up, fuel up go
Grab a Twix and lets get this show on the road
Radio blaring, windows rolled down
Weaving in and out of traffic all over town
Park pretty far but I like it like that
Plan for the cruise, got the wheels on attack
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Yeah
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Could be a curse or could be a hex
But winter ain't fair to the fairer sex
Mile after mile of unnecessary drag
All burning brighter than a clearance tag
Can't say I blame them, what you gonna do
When you're locked indoors with a TV and some food
Well one man's in his prime
One man's going out his mind
The v is in effect, got some product in the do
What can you say, hes a muffin loving dude
Working it, strutting with a measuring stick
And if you measure up, you know what he says is
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Laid away, straightaway, feeling the big freeze
Winter's cooling down, summer's on the breeze
Legs need a stretch, need a sighting of the sun
Bring back the tan; time to have some fun
Been cooped up inside for too long
Been fussing and feuding all winter long
The scandal, flying off the handle, for shandle
In a darkened room playing "roman candle"
Well damn, why do I dwell on this?
I'm just glad that its over with, shit
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Break out cervesa's, break out the Jack
Down you a shooter sitting on the deck
Oh, yeah, well I like the food
And this time of year the wind feels good
Oh, yeah, well I like the party
And we hit the beach tomorrow my shorty
Toss the razors in the back, the arms in the tank
The cap on the head, the money out the bank
Gas up, fill up, fuel up go
Grab a Twix and lets get this show on the road
Radio blaring, windows rolled down
Weaving in and out of traffic all over town
Park pretty far but I like it like that
Plan for the cruise, got the wheels on attack
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Get to the beach, and what do I see?
Yeah
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Could be a curse or could be a hex
But winter ain't fair to the fairer sex
Mile after mile of unnecessary drag
All burning brighter than a clearance tag
Can't say I blame them, what you gonna do
When you're locked indoors with a TV and some food
Well one man's in his prime
One man's going out his mind
The v is in effect, got some product in the do
What can you say, hes a muffin loving dude
Working it, strutting with a measuring stick
And if you measure up, you know what he says is
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Give me your, give me your muffin tops
Your sexy curves, they just don't stop
Credits
Writer(s): Shane Llinas, Edmund Llinas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.