Go

Watch her hit the floor
Yhen strike a pose
Money make her
Turn into animal

She known for turning heads
Everywhere she goes
Pictures perfect
Early morning Kodak mode

No this not fire drill sometimes
She make you hit floor
Bartender please remember
I need more liquor that for sure

Never felt this high before
Destiny done took control
They way lil shawty work it
Twerks it
Swear my brain done lost it's Circuit

Slow it down you trying hurt Me
That boosie juice really got me Perfect
Lord how mercy I might insert It
Way she flirting I deserve it

Shawty got a rhythm
That's smoother than my father Blues
Back up I dare you too
We gone disappear into
Quiet room

Watch your flowers finally Bloom
While I'm playing pick a boo
Relax your self let it loose
Your golden clue gone feel a Tooth

Oooo she hit corner poured
Another cup of goose
She rush me quickly
Like I've been missing
My only wishes
Show me exactly
How you truly gifted

Yeah you kilt it your sauce Terrific
Got you looking so delicious



Credits
Writer(s): Masaharu Kumabe, Tatsuya Koyama, Yoshimasa Yamada, Takahiro Moriwaki, Ken Koshiba, Hiroshi Matsuo, Chihiro Hamatake
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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