Album: Ain't Nobody Hotter Than Me, Volume 1
Featuring Bad Lucc
Well guess who’s back in the motherfucking high
With a point 4 for your motherfucking mouth
Hoes recognize and niggas do too
Your girl fuck me cause your dick is boo boo
So what that shit do, you really don’t know?
Be a bunch of paper bro, trust no hoe
It’s silly as v to fall in love with a bitch
If I can make her come if I got a big enough chips
4 to bounce for, got dick for days
Got em wondering, how long, l.a. ballin
We getting my pow on,
Now a nigga looking for some pussy to chal on
On so wassup, I’m with that nasty shit
Pop a pill turning nothin to a nasty trick
Tequila in my system and a half of zip
For how you bust it like a massive clip, good lord!
[Hook]
Feel you baby, yeah I’m tryina feel you baby
That inside do, tryina put this inside you
But first you gotta bend over
And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight
Hey, how you doin lil mama, let me whisper in your ear
Tell you something that you might like to hear
Got a sexy lil body and your ass look fat?
Hmm, can I hit that?
I’ma take it from here then
My pimping friend told me I should break her from here then
Asked for her name before she opened her mouth
I snatched her keys bought a purse and like she taking me out
I gotta do it, do it, do it, do it, do it,
She like the music, I like her
She like the music, I like her
Fuck it, we go together, like the weather when I change my mind
That boy got the bizz, come to your house ignore the kids
Where the fuck is the fridge
Won’t you twerk it for a real and let me do my stuff
And if you put that p down let this d go up
[Hook]
Feel you baby, yeah I’m tryina feel you baby
That inside do, tryina put this inside you
But first you gotta bend over
And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight
Now you wanna bust it, bust it open, keep it real
Don’t be actin all shy, go hed blame it on the pill
Go head blame it on the liquor, while you licking on that girl you came with
I went down you came quick
Got that hall of fame did, got that hit your brain did
Got that know I fucked your friends
They gonn let me bang it
Leave that boy you came with
Money talkin, money talkin, he don’t speak my language
Pills make me so dangerous,
Hold up baby give you bop bop, boppin like the speakers is gone
Leave a million on the floor by the end of this song
D boys going nuts, throwing dollars like crazy
Keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
Yeah keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
Yeah keep twerkin like that you gonn be having my baby
Yeah you gonn be havin my baby
[Hook]
Feel you baby, yeah I’m tryina feel you baby
That inside do, tryina put this inside you
But first you gotta bend over
And just twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, right in my sight.