Tiralo

Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/

She say hola papi, Sorry I don't speak much english/
Se habla español mami ven conmigo/
Looking at her, wonder will she keep them heels on/
In just my t-shirt like i'm in the migos/
Ignore the cameras everywhere that we go/
That's the side effects of putting on/
They tryna get the picture what we fuckin on/
Beds, bathroom sinks, and a futon/
I don't type too many texts to you/
But you could tell when I'm next to you/
That's much more than sex with you/
Girl you know I only want the best for you/
Checks for you, princess cuts on the neck for you/
You in the gym so a nigga might flex for you/
Bad bitch good pussy that's deadly too /
That's why I put these other hos to bed for you/
I'm talking to you./
Met you on the dance floor, stole your heart with a groove/
Now you.touch touching on my tattoos oooh/
Keep going till you pass abs... boo/
I ain't worried bout the label/
Just give me everything below your navel/
Pure coke, I ain't talking bout the nasal/
Baby girl turn me on like the cable/

Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/

Strip for me sorry/
Too forward proly/
No habla español/
Then tiralo mami/
I be.writing raps being honest/
Tryna rock wit u like ashanti/
And your coca cola body/
Proly get me higher than the whitey/
But I still like like my girls poly/
Til I find one, turn my sister to a auntie/
Uh... ahh yeah yeah yeah/
Slow it down while you moving like that/
Might blink I don't wanna miss that/
Ass grabbed, don't move too fast/
I said./
Don't act brand new or ima yank keys/
Leave you where I met you don't blame me/
Flabbergasted by truth/
But I said it in aint your leaves, baby girl it's your roots/
OOH.../
I'm talking to you./
Met you on the dance floor, stole your heart with a groove/
Now you.kiss kissing on my tattoos oooh/
She kept going till she passed abs... ooh chuckles
I ain't worried bout the label/
Just give me everything below your navel/
Pure coke, I ain't talking bout the nasal/
Baby girl turn me on like the cable/

Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Big thighs, slim waist/
Pretty eyes, cute face/
Let's ride, to my place/
Cuz I, can't wait...
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/
Tiralo Mami... uh oh!/



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Dollar
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