Hot Wing Video (MV)

Every summer, I be at it again
She my hot wing
Put my sauce in the bag
Do your little thing like ain't no one there
Show me something
They don't need to know what we do
Every summer (Like that lemon pepper)
I be at it again
She my hot wing (Sweet and sour)
Put my sauce in the bag
Do your little thing like ain't no one there
Show me something
They don't need to know what we do
Got me in a mood like (What)
Keep looking at you like (What, what)
Got me in a mood (What, what)
Keep looking at you (What, what)
My little chicken wing
Mama little tender thing
Serve you on a platter, have you with a side of collard greens
Maybe some hibachi suit you better, but anywhere we enter
Guaranteed they gon' mistake you for the dinner
C'mon with them legs
C'mon with them thighs
You so in command, baby, we controlling minds
Run it with that uh
I'm a connoisseur of
All that goddess energy and that's so me, so we in luck
That's the way we give it up (The way we give it up)
That's the way we give it up (That's the way we give it up)
That's the way we give it up (Guess that's the way we give it up)
That's the way we give it, way we give it
That's the way we give it up
Every summer, I be at it again
She my hot wing
Put my sauce in the bag
Do your little thing like ain't no one there
Show me something
They don't need to know what we do
Every summer (Like that lemon pepper)
I be at it again
She my hot wing (Sweet and sour)
Put my sauce in the bag
Do your little thing (Down to the bone)
Like ain't no one there
Show me something (How you get so good for the soul?)
They don't need to know what we do
No Dorito, no Frito Lay, no Utz and stuff
It's pinkies up, refinest taste
Just like wings and a soda, baby, I be Coca Cola
Best believe that I'm the real thing, darling
I seen you 'round walking, joking with your little friend
But don't become an actor 'cuz you really can't pretend
All this envisioning all this cocoa butter skin
Ain't make you leave the one you with
Baby, you so classic
Like a 45 spinning, stick ball, and used crates for a basket
Like a hat hit, fat kick
Drummer ain't the only one know how to work a drumstick
So much sauce
It's too much sauce
The napkin's tucked
My manners off
I'm so involved
Hands and all
Shorty, f*ck a utensil
After you give go, it's on, it's on
Every summer (Need that lemon pepper)
I be at it again
She my hot wing (Sweet and sour)
Put my sauce in the bag
Do your little thing (Down to the bone)
Like ain't no one there
Show me something (Now what you on?)
They don't need to know what we do
Every summer (Like that lemon pepper)
I be at it again (With a little kick)
She my hot wing (Sweet and sour)
Put my sauce in the bag (Honey, you the shit)
Do your little thing (Down to the bone)
Like ain't no one there
Show me something (Good for the soul)
They don't need to know what we do
Every summer (Need that lemon pepper)
She my hot wing (Got that sweet and sour)
Do your little thing (Down to the bone)
Like ain't no one there (Now what you on?)
Show me something
When I dip, you dip, we dip (Every summer [Like that lemon pepper])
When I dip, you dip, we dip (She my hot wing [Sweet and sour])
When I dip, you dip, we dip (Do your little thing [Down to the bone])
When I dip, you dip, we dip (Like ain't no one there [Good for the soul])
Every summer
I be at it again (Need that lemon pepper)
She my hot wing
Put my sauce in the bag (That sweet and sour)
Do your little thing
Like ain't no one there
Show me something
They don't need to know what we do
Serve it up
Want my plate to go
Tell me what's the flavor
C'mon, what you say, love
Got me in a mood like that
Keep looking at you like that