Yoko (Feat. Berner, Wiz Khalifa & Big K.R.I.T.)

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Yoko (Feat. Berner, Wiz Khalifa & Big K.R.I.T.)
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[Berner]
Bust a couple bands
Blow a 100 fast
I just made a hundred off of 50 pay
Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?
Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?
Round thing, yeah I’m on that loud thang
Pop another bottle, shooting corks at the crowd: dang!
Yeah, I’m a stunna, nah, I ain’t Baby tho
Young dude with the lazy flow
Watch all these ladies go
Crazy when I pull up right beside em
I do a buck 30, I’m just into flying
I smell like dirty money, plus this cookie that I’m lighting
Bucket’s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em

 

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might up ‘n leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either
I Call her Yoko Ono

 

[Chris Brown]
Look, got a boatload of them Asian hoes
On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes
I got cash boy, I don’t care what you makin ho
50 thousand on my wrist: I’m feedin eskimos
Damn! Put VA on this shit
Buy 100 fuckin bottles, let em spray in this bitch
My money flow real long, I do relays in this bitch
And you know I kill songs, it’s Burner, CB & Wiz
Alrighty now, ha, look at me, rose, I’m on nigga
15 grand on a what, That’s just my phone, nigga
Northern California, where blunts look like cones, nigga
Two up, two down, make that switch, yeah

 

[Hook]
Call em Yoko Ono
Only ride solo
Mission for the dolo
One look in her eyes, she’ll eat you alive
She’s a man eater, ski mask diva
She might leave you, but you can never leave her
You ain’t never had someone, you can never keep her
Tricking on the next man, he can’t have her either
Call her Yoko Ono

 

[Wiz Khalifa]
Shades on, Polo white T
Me leaving here alone? That’s unlikely
Not a stoner bitch, but she like me
Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
I jack them hoes, direct them hoes
Take ’em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies
They’re popping pills, I’m rolling weed
Even got a couple bad bitches overseas
Out the back, as ain’t no tags when I’m shopping
And my bad filled with options so don’t ask what it cost
I’m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ’em
And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us
Ah! Killing y’all, pow! (dag) get a a coffin

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Yeah flow stupidThis is how I do itMaybach flow nigga you are in the BuickYour girl a doodoo mommaSo you know I don’t give 2 shitsAin’t no grey areaI just breed them blue pits
Niggas talk tough but they don’t want it thoughConfront it to your face and then I’ll tell your man that he a hoeBow Wizzle I’m as real as it getI’m either getting money or boning a chick
Counting all this moneyAll these bottles we poppingIn a club with the modelsGot so many optionsNigga talk your shitYeah they hate me they watchingThey know my flow illI be spitting and hulking, biatchAt 15 the Bentley was just a kid’s dreamNow these couple links got me speaking like I’m EuropeanA hundred thousand packed at the show in ManilaThen I’m down in Africa where the kids are the killersGot a mind of a king but a heart of a gorillaYou can imitate but ain’t nobody realer
Yeah I’m counting all this moneyMilli for the BugattiAnd my girl ass thick like Buffy the bodyAnd which one I’ma chooseI think her with the boozeI keep paper like the kid in elementary schoolYou know I’m smoking on the finestG5 to the islandsI’m too fly yeah it’s like I’m on autopilotMan stop it I’m way outta your leagueSee it’ll take a lifetime to spend all this cheeseI got a new bitch for erryday of the weekSuck a nigga off til I’m fast asleep
You know young riders is with usTake it back to the hoodScreaming father forgive usAll my killers what’s goodYou know my flow is like murderGo on give me a sentenceGot too many bars you think I’m building a prisonAnything that I sing is a hit, car collisionHow you got all that mouth and your heart is missing
Stop playing with me y’all lames to meMe and Chris got our weight upBetter get your cake upLike G&C get your weight upMust step [?]We the hottest doin’ itDon’t fuck with an act like you know what’s up

Ya Man Ain’t Me

[Chris Brown talking:]
Hey girl, whats up?
You’ve been going through it, huh?
Yeah, I know
And I know your man ain’t been treating you right
but….your man ain’t me
listen.

 

[Verse 1:]
Girl, I bet that he be actin’ all cocky like
Like he deserve you, and you so lucky to be with him
Bet he be treatin’ you rude always got an attitude
Like he’s the only dude made for you, woah

 

[Pre-Chorus:]
But I bet he didn’t count on, a little nigga like me comin’ round
(Giving you things to think about cause I know whats up)
Since he ain’t tryna step it up, don’t you think you should give him up?
(Cause he ain’t worth your love)

 

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping,
I know you got a man but girl he’s slipping
I can see myself gettin’ in where I fit in
I want you to see, just how much your man ain’t me cause
He ain’t fly, He don’t even drive
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I’m your guy
I might be since he ain’t being all that he can be
Baby please your man, your man ain’t me

 

[Verse 2:]
Girl, I know that you be wishin’ he was nothin’ like
Like that playa type, and you so lucky to be with him
Wish that he treated you cool and didn’t cheat on you
Like your just another girl in his crew, woah

 

[Pre-Chorus:]
But I bet he didn’t count on (oh) a little nigga like me comin’ round
(Giving you things to think about cause I know whats up, yeah)
Since he ain’t tryna step it up, don’t you think you should give him up?
(Cause he ain’t worth your love)
(You need to stop tripping)

 

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping, (oh)
I know you got a man but girl he’s slippin’ (girl he’s slipping, no)
I can see myself gettin’ in where I fit in (I can see myself) (yeah)
I want you to see, just how much ya man ain’t me cause (I want you to see)
He ain’t fly, He don’t even drive (he ain’t’ fly) (ohhh noo)
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I’m your guy
(in the middle of the night baby I’m your guy)
I might be since he ain’t being all that he can be (being all that he can be no)
Baby please ya man, ya man ain’t me

 

[Brigde:]
(Can you see)
You and him ain’t meant to be together, life with me will be better
(Ohhh ohhh ohhh)
Yes, let him leave you’ll be doing yourself a favor
Girl I’m just tryna save you–

 

[Chorus:]
Stop tripping,
(OH) I know you got a man but girl he’s slippin’ (girl he’s slipping)
(and you know I can see it) I can see myself gettin’ in where I fit in (I can fit in baby)
I want you to see (oh) just how much ya man ain’t me cause (OH OH)
He ain’t fly (He ain’t fly no no) He don’t even drive (He don’t even drive)
Cause when you wanna sneak out in the middle of the night baby I’m your guy (in the middle of the night)
I might be since he ain’t being all that he can be (I’m your guy) (he can be yeah)
Baby please ya man, ya man ain’t me (ya man ain’t me)

 

[Ending verse:]
Oh no your man ain’t me no baby
(Oh no)
Oh no your man ain’t me no baby
(he ain’t me no)
Oh no your man ain’t me no baby
(no no, no he ain’t me, no he ain’t me no he ain’y)
Oh no your man ain’t me no baby

 

[GO UNTIL FADES OUT]

Big Booty Judy

We thinkin’ like 36, 24, 40That’s alright
Judy got a booty from here to thereMakin’ nigga smile from ear to earOrder 3 more bottles of that belvedereThen I point it out like you come here
You come hereAnd you come here
Booty sittin’ higher than a flight of stairsSome can make it clapSome really can’t knowThem Alabama girls said it’s all in the ankles
Speakin’ of ankles bent over and touch your toesRub it and make it roll I’m lovin this angleHah, I love this view that I’m lookin’ at
Dress so elegant, ass like an elephantShorty got me hotter than I’ve ever beenSo I’mma give it to like a motherfucking veteranBody so sick so this dick be the medicine
And I know her nameShe told me but all I heard…
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy
Now, now, now Judy is her nameI beat it out of frameI’m messin’ with no busties’ or no suckers cause they lame
She drop it low and sit it upOther niggas fissin’ up‘Cause when they see that assTell like “damn what you feedin’ her”
Her, her, her body so ridiculousI kiss it when she ticklishBig booty world recordYou can find it up in Guinness
And no, no, no it’s not a gimmickShawty she the truthAnd she got a big donk (big donk)Ayoo
Damn girl I’m hornyHangin’ out I want itBooty so big I can put ten bottles on it
I tell her hold thisShe got baby makin’ hipsSo I put the pants down and gave her lingerie a kiss
Miss Parker, Miss ParkerWhen you go let me (oh)Miss ParkerShe whispered in my ear right nowThen me her in her booty all smile
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy
I know this cutieHer name is JudyShe’s a yellow boneBig chick mega booty
Shawty got a donkBooty superpunkAnd she keep it keep it shakin’Like a base in the trunk
Well six fifteensHis swag so meanAnd I wanna know how she get up in them jeansShe gon’ be my baby mamaShe is all me
She’s a bad bitchGreet her “Hello, Barbie”
Yeah, she make the club go crazy (crazy)And the way she move her body is amazin’ (amazin’)Yeah, she got me goin’ insaneAnd I don’t even really know her name
I just call herBig booty Judy (aye) [7x]Big big booty Judy

Bitch I’m Paid

Yea, hahaWhatBig shit niggaLike it or notLookLeggo
Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,she drop it on the floor, and it’s money on the way.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,Living every fucking day like judgement day.
I’m grinding hard, but this money is calling the shots.Got that big bank, and this money long, and they sticking they hand in my pot.With this Rolex I Bowflex, my ears looking like rah.Better better go ahead with that bullshit, cause I am something you not.Better put you hands up if you wanna knuckle up, take you for that ride you better buckle up.I got bands up for them dancers, when your shift is up you can come fuck with us.It’s a real nigga up there, it’s some real niggas in here.Girl better get up on me, before a real nigga disappear.Got that Ghoster outside waiting, got them posing, cameras hating.Got my shades on, nigga want to talk that shit I’m elevating.All my ladies celebrating, if my bitches catch you slipping,You’ll be tied up in my basement, no location, that shit cray.HahaWhat you mean I got a big head?Oh, you talking about my dick.What you mean that shit padded?Oh, you talking about my bitch.Talking about I’m a light bright?You talking about my wrist.Didn’t know I could rap, right?Nah, but this that shit.
Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,she drop it on the floor, and it’s money on the way.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Ya’ll not cooperating, my occupation is to occupy, all this fake shit.Communication with your lady, in my new Mercedes.We riding around with my top down, to much smoke up in her weave.Better let that shit air out. (Yikes!)Better give me that na na, call me dada, and call me papa.Imma be your cookie monsta, Gold cookie like a nigga Willy Wonka.But you know a nigga really want ya.Bang bang, and do the damn thing, and then I hit it again, and make a bitch roll up.I own this necklace, matter fact all of this my shit.That’s my ring, that’s my Range, I’m about to make your bitch my bitch.I said money ain’t never no issue, crying niggas go on get a tissue.It was crazy in the club last night, and nigga we ain’t see you.
Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,she drop it on the floor, and it’s money on the way.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When you talk about that money patty cake, patty cake.I say I’m,Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,When the media just talk about a nigga, smoke a blunt and roll up.Bitch I’m paid that’s all I gotta say,Living every fucking day like judgement day.
Liquor got me tipsy, I’m slow leaning.Looking at her titties, she high beaming.She looking at my chain but, all she really want is my semen.Imma let her get it, right on her face, clear it up like Naczema.Now a nigga like me, I can do a rap song any day of the week.Singing ass nigga, tatted up, ya’ll ladies know I’m a freak.You know I’m a freak, you know I’m a freak.It’s Brezzy bitch, (Yikes!)A nigga cold on the beat.Yikes!Cold as ice!Yikes!Breezy

Gimme That (Remix) [Feat. Lil Wayne]

(WHOOP!!!)

 

[Intro – Lil Wayne]
What it is, folk..
This right here is the sixteen-year old phenom, Chris Breezy
Me, myself, I’m the twenty-three-year old CEO

 

[Lil Wayne]
Young Carter, I’m harder then them other boys
I ain’t even frontin, baby I can take a summer off
I can break a woman off, I can take the stomach off
One of my, trucks, now I’m ridin in the goods
Line it on up, guarantee you get served
Lil’ Chris, said, “run it,” so I ran and told, her
I’m a Cash Money young’n, Birdman Jun-ior
Just a president, looking for a moniker

 

[Verse One – Chris Brown]
The young boy just turned sixteen, and I got (WHOO!)
Six fo’s and hot bikes that I rock (WHOO!)
Keep three or four sweeties on clock
But all that swinging in that bikini just make me dizzy
Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop (WHOO!)
Cause you speakin that slang that I talk (WHOO!)
That sassy tempo with that walk (WHOO!)
May be the reason that all this teenies may never see me

 

[Hook 2X]
Mama you may be, three years older but you hot – gimme that!
You be talkin like you like, what I got – gimme that!
I know you like it how I LEAN in the ‘Lac
You could BE in the back sayin’ – gimme-gimme, gimme

 

[Verse Two: Chris Brown]
Ma, take a break, let me explain to you
What ya body got a young boy, ready to do
If you take a chance, and let me put them things on you
I could show you why I make them straight, A’s in school
I’m a HUST-LA! (AHH!) Trust my frame and age
Got you thinkin that I’m just too young to turn your page
I can PICT-URE, us switching lanes in the coupe
With you on the phone screaming my name (CHRIS!)

 

[Hook 2X]

 

[Bridge]
Wa-WOMP, WOMP, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-WOMP, wa-WOMP
Girl you serious and I been watchin you
(Y’all ready?) Wa-WOMP, WOMP, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-WOMP, wa-WOMP
That’s what your body’s saying..
Wa-WOMP, WOMP, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-WOMP, wa-WOMP
Yeah-eeeee-aahhhh-eaaaaah
Wa-WOMP, WOMP, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-WOMP, wa-WOMP
Get ’em (Okay)

 

[Lil Wayne]
Weezy Baby, baby what it do, I’m tryna holla at cha
I ain’t upset, but I’ll blind you if I smile at cha
You rock’n wit young Chris and the best rapper
So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen
A lil’ patron, a lil’ hen, I’m on Cavalli Vodka
I’m in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxers
I’m fresher than a newborn, and umm
I can work you out like a futon, and umm..
You can leave your birthday suit on
I’mma leave my boots on, I’mma leave my jewels on
Never know what you want, I’mma leave that tool on
Never know who home, I learned that from a Biggie song
On to a new one, some like a redbone
Ohh I think she like me, she got me on a ringtone
And I told her, “Get yours, girl, and don’t you stop”
Now gimme that funk, that gushy stuff (OH!)

 

[Hook 2X]

 

[Outro – Chris Brown]
V.A. Yeah ha!
Yeah ma don’t be frontin’ like you don’t know what’s goin’ on
Aight? …yeah!

Don’t Wake Me Up

[Spoken:]Dearly beloved, if this love only exists in my dreams…don’t wake me up.
[Verse 1:]Too much light in this window, don’t wake me upOnly coffee no sugar, inside my cupIf I wake and you’re here still, give me a kissI wasn’t finished dreaming, about your lips
[Chorus:]Don’t wake me up, up, up, up up, up [x3]Don’t wake me upDon’t wake me..
Don’t wake me up [x3]Don’t wake me up, up, up, up, up, upDon’t wake me upDon’t wake me..
[Verse 2:]So much life in the city, you won’t believeBeen awake for some days now, no time to sleepIf your heart is a pillow, this love’s the bedTell me what is the music, inside my head
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]I don’t wanna fall, fall, fall, fall asleep no,I don’t wanna fall unless I’m falling for you[x2]
[Chorus]

Superhuman (Feat. Keri Hilson)

[Chris:]
Weak
I have been crying and crying for weeks
How’d I survive when I can barely speak
Barely eat
On my knees

 

[Keri:]
But that’s the moment you came to me
I don’t know what your love has done to me
Think I’m invincible I see
Through the me
I used to be

 

[Chorus:]
[Chris:]
You changed my whole life
[Keri:]
Don’t know what your doing to me with your love
[Chris:]
I’m feeling all Super human
You did that to me
Super human heart beats in me
[Both:]
Nothing can stop me here with you, superhuman
Super human
[Chris:]
Super human
[Keri:]
Super human

 

[Chris:]
Strong
Since I’ve been flying and righting the wrongs
Feels almost like i had it all along
I can see tomorrow
[Keri:]
But every problem is gone because
I flew everywhere with love inside of me
It’s unbelievable to see
How love could set me free

 

[Chorus:]
[Both:]
You changed my whole life
Don’t know what your doing to me with your love
I’m feeling all Super human
You did that to me
Super human heart beats in me
Nothing can stop me here with you, superhuman
Super human
[Chris:]
Super human

 

[Chris:]
Its not a bird
Not a plane

 

[Both:]
Its my heart and its gonna go away

 

[Both:]
My only weakness is you
Only reason is you
Every minute with you I feel like I can do
Anything

 

[Chorus:]
[Both:]
Going going I’m going away
In love
You changed my whole life
Don’t know what your doing to me with your love
I’m feeling all Super human
You did that to me
Super human heart beats in me
Nothing can stop me here with you, superhuman
Super human
[Chris:]
Super human

Between The Lines feat. Kevin McCall

Was it something I saidWas it something I did Looking for an answerCause I don’t even knowWhy you’re so upset with meGirl what is this aboutThem other shawtysI don’t care about
Baby sit downOnly when we sexing is whenI want to hear you yelling out loudCountdownBackwards from ten now ain’t that much betterBreak downEvery little wordShe said this, he said thatDon’t believe none of them lies
Wasting timeFightin over shit that don’t even really matterWish I could start a brand new chapterI done seen this kind of thing beforeI already know how this story unfoldsAll I wanna do is love you rightTake my timeRead between the linesGirl Read between the linesGirl
Here we go againHeard it all beforeIt’s getting us nowhere fastSo, let’s retrace our stepsAnd figure out where we went wrongGirlLet’s talk this through

Holla @ Me

[Verse 1 – Chris Brown]Uh, Boom, BoomWe ballin’ in the roomSweepin’ up my competition call me Mr. broomKnockin’ niggas over, call me bulldozerOne more drink for these niggas and it’s over‘Cause I’m a strike that something like a cobraI know she want my venom, but I ain’t gon’ leave it in herAnd right after I get her, she know she with a winnerAnd we straight to the crib, I ain’t takin’ her to dinnerHa, Nigga look at my jewelsAviator shades I ain’t lookin’ at youAchoo, bless me twiceBe a rich nigga I be shittin’ on your lifeMagazine covers, Magnem rubbersI mean Magnum, I don’t fuck with stragglersNiggas want Drama, Gangsta Grill bastardsDid you check the caption lights camera action
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]
[Verse 2 – Chris Brown]A nigga beat, beatAnd shawty toot, tootBlowin’ out their brains, car need a new roofLookin’ like a superstar, when I roll throughAnd shawty I’m the truth, so mama what it doNow let’s ride out, ain’t no trippin’When we dippin’ to my hideoutBig dipper ’cause you sippin’ on my bottleOnly fuckin’ with them A-listin’ modelsNow let’s get it likeLow did it, if you done itThen I did itIf you kick itThen I’m with itWe can do this shit all nightYour minute don’t compare to my limitWhen I’m in it and I get itI’m a give it to you all nightI’m the shit, yeah I go hardDon’t stand in lines nigga I bogartFat boy celebrity ’cause I’m so largeAnd don’t need no battery cause I’m in charge
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]
[Verse 3 – Tyga]I’m hot mo’fucka, get a plate bitchDon’t say shit, get your face liftRozay bitch let tha champagne dripNiggas swag jack, but this L.A. shitGet it back, give it back ain’t ’bout shitSnap back them ain’t even rare where the tag a whatWack ass all up in my ear bitch bag backI bag bad bitches mo’fucka Kat StacksYellow nigga, no cabsGot the phantom out, no matsGet your camera out uh, one flashHot beams steady shot clap your assAw, T. raw I’m so uhLoc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogPatron top wash straight from the liquor storeI’m turnt up I can’t feel my face so
[Chorus – Tyga & Chris Brown]Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3]I’m turn’t up, I’m super turn’t up [x2][repeat]

Bassline

[Intro:]Leggo
[Verse 1:]The wheels on the Bugatti go ’round-’round-’roundTappahannock in V.A., yep, that’s my town-town-townIf you wanna, we can do this, girl, right now-now-nowYou’re a model? I got bottles, pour it down (yikes)
[Pre-Hook:]Ay girl, tell me what you’re taughtPretty motherfucker, I’m a put you on the wall nowAy, girl, you can get it allCause I know you like the way my beat goBeat go beat go beat gooooAy girl, tell me what you’re taughtPretty as a, pretty as a picture on the wall nowAy, girl, you can get it allCause I know you like the way my beat go
[Hook:](Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)(B-b-baseline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna make it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Said them girls like (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-b-b-bassline)
[Verse 2:]I-I-I-I’m winning, you heard about my imageBut I could give a flying motherfuck who’s offendedT-t baby, if I go any harderI’m get you out your guarda, but you’re somebody’s daughterBut I just wanna know you wanna get it the way that I doAnd if you with it, just bring your friends, cause they’re loving the crewI like your piercings, your attitude, girl, and all your tattoosSo come get it with it, leave with me and take this key to my room
[Pre-Hook:]Ay girl, tell me what you’re taughtPretty motherfucker, I’m a put you on the wall nowAy, girl, you can get it allCause I know you like the way my beat goBeat go beat go beat gooooAy girl, tell me what you’re taughtPretty as a, pretty as a picture on the wall nowAy, girl, you can get it allCause I know you like the way my beat go
[Hook:](Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)(B-b-baseline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna make it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Said them girls like (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-b-b-bassline)
[Verse 3:]Yeah, I’m getting money, I’m a name my priceThousand bottles, on these models; nigga, this ain’t your nightFrank mule got a nigga chillin’, how the bitch feel with iceMy bassline to her waistline, a nigga ’bout to bust them pipesI’m wildin’, money piling, two dime twins when their thighs bendIn a way I can make Bruce Lee want to throw the towel inMan, life is just so glorious, you could never worry usYou niggas just be playin’ then gravy in notoriousI said them girls in the front, bet that Breezy make ’em jumpOver here we got that loud, over there they got this bumpBoy, we do this every night, you got to save up for a monthAnd you just say I’m blowing smoke, but nigga, I’m just being blunt
[Hook](Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)(B-b-baseline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna make it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Said them girls like (Bassline)Girls like my (Bassline)Girl, you know you like my (Bassline)(B-b-bassline)Shake it to my (Bassline)Gonna shake it to my (Bassline)Get butt naked to my (Bassline)(B-b-b-b-bassline)
[Outro:]Do itGoYou have reached your destination

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