Featuring Juicy J , French Montana
(Bridge)
Donkey on her back side, she holdin’
On the white liquor, she Patronin’
All the hustlers know about her, money all around her
She bust open that flower for a dollar holla leave that bitch right there
(Hook x3)
Bitch right there, look at that right there
Look at that right there
(Verse 1: Chinx Drugz)
I be turnt up to the max, goin off with them racks
Made it in with my strap, up in here with the hats
Keep my swisher full of that gas, twenty five a bag
Small waist all at, stole that pussy no mask
In that horse stance she bow-legged
When she walk, she look like she shakin’
Twenty foot long, I gon’ change it
Man I hope your God is low at it
Keep my hoes in pocket, que ball
Hit the club, scoop two more
Your money funny, Duval
You bitch nigga, Rupaul
Locked eyes when I seen her
Ass just like Trina
Scoop em up the street and you clean em
Give em dick I dont feed em
Rocked up Im freezin’, hard cold Im bleedin’
Damn look at that bitch, man that ass for no reason
(Bridge)
Donkey on her back side, she holdin’
On the white liquor, she Patronin’
All the hustlers know about her, money all around her
She bust open that flower for a dollar holla leave that bitch right there
(Hook x3)
Bitch right there, look at that right there
Look at that right there
(Verse 2: Juicy J)
Juicy J always stay faded, countin on pills and ladies
Geeked up in the Mercedez, kush blowin’ like a 380
My bad bitches don't drug, bought the whole box on love
While she be shakin’ that ass, I’m throwin that cash and sippin’ that mud
A quarter pound and a double cup
I’m trippy mane I dont give a fuck
Molly make her give it up, them bands here hoe give it up
All in my, all in my lap, she knows the words to my raps
Model from the front, Cherokee from the back
I wear glass frames keep my name in her mouth
The stand on this red bone I know she from the South
Bitch you know I stay stuntin’, got more game then Playstation
Tip the bitch one more time, that bitch goin’ on vacation
(Bridge)
Donkey on her back side, she holdin’
On the white liquor, she Patronin’
All the hustlers know about her, money all around her
She bust open that flower for a dollar holla leave that bitch right there
(Hook x3)
Bitch right there, look at that right there
Look at that right there
(Verse 3: French Montana)
Big shouts to your lady, she down low like Dayda
Montana that pimp, Flowin’ state them gators
Hundred bands in this bitch, then we roll out
New Orleans, New Orleans got that Superdome
See dat, pop it, what you twerkin’ with?
Throw a hundred bands on that pole turbulance
Game we perfected, now we runnin’ it
First we hit Perfections then Sin City
Shorty bust it open then she bring a friend
She no day in front,niggas really got them M’s
This is Mr. haaa, Montana
Chinx Drugz, fall rock put that camera on her
(Bridge)
Donkey on her back side, she holdin’
On the white liquor, she Patronin’
All the hustlers know about her, money all around her
She bust open that flower for a dollar holla leave that bitch right there
(Hook x3)
Bitch right there, look at that right there
Look at that right there