Ice
20 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
50 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Say 200 cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Shawty tells me how she tipsy, all I do is fill her cup
Oui le whisky, puis le Rosé I'm just waiting for her to drop
Start the flirting, not romancing all I really want is
And I let her do the talking while I'm staring at her butt
All them women addicted to the money
Whatever they say when comes the topic
Ne m'be míayi zon be lɔ̃n a, c'est forcé
Ne ɖe M'le po Akaa, agbãn me
So djidjolé, Bè kpota sɔ yi Gbadago
Botovia dzo le speed, sac à main trɔ zou sac à dos
Ne wɔ̃e ku wɔa, ancien Ŋutsu m' fã na avi o
She's got that big dirty mind, bébé tɔwo a tsan va glo
O feel na cash
Trynna show the fancy things that make you think that man on fleek
And boost a nigga self-esteem
Hell I know this move is weak
But it might get me what I need
Hell she knows I'm open minded, won't trynna control nor to bind her
She bad and I think I like it, plus she knows that I know
If a gyal too sexy in the club, tovi gne be aware don't date her
At the bar sitting all by her own, smoking blonde, drinking pinacolada
She may shine like it's posed to be
Behave like it's posed to be, talk like it's posed to be
When she makes that eye contact, set your whole body on fire
She a flirting not romancing but she's still gon' show you love
If I'm willing I might pimp it, she might bring a friend or Dos
She's up to something (good)
I'm up to something (good)
See the connection (good)
Me like her smile only that dey my mind
With the dimples that she has, oh I'm thinkin' about the kissing
See that booty wrapped tight in a leggins
I said bae, where she from she said African Haitian
You might think that you setting her up
She the one that be bailing you down
By the time when you making her bow
She the one that be touching you down
So djidjolé, Bè kpota sɔ yi Gbadago
Botovia dzo le speed, sac à main trɔ zou sac à dos
Ne wɔ̃e ku wɔa, ancien Ŋutsu m' fã na avi o
She's got that big dirty mind, bébé tɔwo a tsan va glo
O feel na cash
20 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
50 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Say 200 cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Sample – street conversation
50 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Say 200 cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Shawty tells me how she tipsy, all I do is fill her cup
Oui le whisky, puis le Rosé I'm just waiting for her to drop
Start the flirting, not romancing all I really want is
And I let her do the talking while I'm staring at her butt
All them women addicted to the money
Whatever they say when comes the topic
Ne m'be míayi zon be lɔ̃n a, c'est forcé
Ne ɖe M'le po Akaa, agbãn me
So djidjolé, Bè kpota sɔ yi Gbadago
Botovia dzo le speed, sac à main trɔ zou sac à dos
Ne wɔ̃e ku wɔa, ancien Ŋutsu m' fã na avi o
She's got that big dirty mind, bébé tɔwo a tsan va glo
O feel na cash
Trynna show the fancy things that make you think that man on fleek
And boost a nigga self-esteem
Hell I know this move is weak
But it might get me what I need
Hell she knows I'm open minded, won't trynna control nor to bind her
She bad and I think I like it, plus she knows that I know
If a gyal too sexy in the club, tovi gne be aware don't date her
At the bar sitting all by her own, smoking blonde, drinking pinacolada
She may shine like it's posed to be
Behave like it's posed to be, talk like it's posed to be
When she makes that eye contact, set your whole body on fire
She a flirting not romancing but she's still gon' show you love
If I'm willing I might pimp it, she might bring a friend or Dos
She's up to something (good)
I'm up to something (good)
See the connection (good)
Me like her smile only that dey my mind
With the dimples that she has, oh I'm thinkin' about the kissing
See that booty wrapped tight in a leggins
I said bae, where she from she said African Haitian
You might think that you setting her up
She the one that be bailing you down
By the time when you making her bow
She the one that be touching you down
So djidjolé, Bè kpota sɔ yi Gbadago
Botovia dzo le speed, sac à main trɔ zou sac à dos
Ne wɔ̃e ku wɔa, ancien Ŋutsu m' fã na avi o
She's got that big dirty mind, bébé tɔwo a tsan va glo
O feel na cash
20 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
50 thousand cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Say 200 cash what you've got to say, you cool?
Sample – street conversation
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