We throwin' bands up in this bitch, but cool yo' pace, I ain't no trick
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit, them niggas broke and poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks, gon f*ck it up
You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
She hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her, Look at baby, she a shaker
Clap that ass, an earthquaker I'm in my bag, a back breaker
This lil' bitch, she far from basic Bounce that ass, go ahead and shake it
Ayy, ayy, go ahead and shake it Babe, gon' f*ck it up
She on her knees, she clapped that ass right on the beat
Don't want attachments, just a smeek, That bitch gon' charge yo' ass a fee
She do for me, she do for free It ain't my fault she out your league
I kicked her out for tryin' to tease This lil' bitch tryin' to sell me dreams
You Want my love
It ain't that easy It get shiesty in my city
Bout your bands
Then come get with me Come get with me
We throwin' bands up in this bitch But cool yo' pace, I ain't no trick
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit Them niggas broke, ain't poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
Hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her Look at baby, she a shaker
Play my songs, we gon' throw some racks up in this bitch
Ain't bout no bands, I'm out the mix
You actin' tough, we sendin' blitz We brought the blicks up in the club
She got a itch, she need her drugs Shake that ass, & turnt a slut
I put my thumb right in her butt F*ck it up, lil' bitch, you lit
Tonight, you might get a grip Could you bounce it on that dick
No penny pinchin, we gon' spend it You can tell that we been gettin' it
All this ice up on me, glisten I ain't stressin' bout no bitch
You either with it or you shiftin (Yeah, yeah)
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We throwin' bands up in this bitch, but cool yo' pace, I ain't no trick
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit, them niggas broke and poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks, gon f*ck it up
You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
She hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her, Look at baby, she a shaker
Clap that ass, an earthquaker I'm in my bag, a back breaker
This lil' bitch, she far from basic Bounce that ass, go ahead and shake it
Ayy, ayy, go ahead and shake it Babe, gon' f*ck it up
She on her knees, she clapped that ass right on the beat
Don't want attachments, just a smeek, That bitch gon' charge yo' ass a fee
She do for me, she do for free It ain't my fault she out your league
I kicked her out for tryin' to tease This lil' bitch tryin' to sell me dreams
You Want my love
It ain't that easy It get shiesty in my city
Bout your bands
Then come get with me Come get with me
We throwin' bands up in this bitch But cool yo' pace, I ain't no trick
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit Them niggas broke, ain't poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
Hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her Look at baby, she a shaker
Play my songs, we gon' throw some racks up in this bitch
Ain't bout no bands, I'm out the mix
You actin' tough, we sendin' blitz We brought the blicks up in the club
She got a itch, she need her drugs Shake that ass, & turnt a slut
I put my thumb right in her butt F*ck it up, lil' bitch, you lit
Tonight, you might get a grip Could you bounce it on that dick
No penny pinchin, we gon' spend it You can tell that we been gettin' it
All this ice up on me, glisten I ain't stressin' bout no bitch
You either with it or you shiftin (Yeah, yeah)
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit, them niggas broke and poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks, gon f*ck it up
You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
She hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her, Look at baby, she a shaker
Clap that ass, an earthquaker I'm in my bag, a back breaker
This lil' bitch, she far from basic Bounce that ass, go ahead and shake it
Ayy, ayy, go ahead and shake it Babe, gon' f*ck it up
She on her knees, she clapped that ass right on the beat
Don't want attachments, just a smeek, That bitch gon' charge yo' ass a fee
She do for me, she do for free It ain't my fault she out your league
I kicked her out for tryin' to tease This lil' bitch tryin' to sell me dreams
You Want my love
It ain't that easy It get shiesty in my city
Bout your bands
Then come get with me Come get with me
We throwin' bands up in this bitch But cool yo' pace, I ain't no trick
Go f*ck it up, lil' bitch, get lit Them niggas broke, ain't poppin' shit
You want a Boss
Come f*ck with us We throwin' racks
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up You got ass
Well, f*ck it up We got bands
Go f*ck it up
Hella bad, she hella cakey This lil' bitch, she boutta paper
Come with problems, I'm a shake her Look at baby, she a shaker
Play my songs, we gon' throw some racks up in this bitch
Ain't bout no bands, I'm out the mix
You actin' tough, we sendin' blitz We brought the blicks up in the club
She got a itch, she need her drugs Shake that ass, & turnt a slut
I put my thumb right in her butt F*ck it up, lil' bitch, you lit
Tonight, you might get a grip Could you bounce it on that dick
No penny pinchin, we gon' spend it You can tell that we been gettin' it
All this ice up on me, glisten I ain't stressin' bout no bitch
You either with it or you shiftin (Yeah, yeah)
Writer: Urlin Bishop
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