Like That
He wanna get this brown round and it's like that
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
I'ma bang it like this beat, you gone feel me
Like them Yamaha speakers, you gone hear me
When I come through stunt'n, I can feel the heat
Like a igloo, I'm cold, I can stand the heat
Booty popp'n, bodie rock'n, this all me
Brown round, caramel, these niggas on me
Havin' wild thoughts, zonin' off that Blue Dream
Lick it, lick it, lick it, lick it, lick it, like its ice cream
Bring it to the top, oh, they gone feel me
Touch they souls, mind control, I'ma make'em hear me
Poppin' bottles actin' up off that HenneB
Red Chyna Doll eyes, low, off light green
It's goin' down, it's goin' down and it's like that
It's not a party 'til we show up, and it's like that
Do it all the way big, and it's like that
West coast to the East coast swag and it's like that
All my chics that's bad
Let me see yo hands
Get up and get ratchet, shake that ass
Don't hold back, when you hear this clap
He wanna get this brown round and it's like that
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
It's goin' down, it's goin' down, and it's like that
He see this fatty, and he want it just like that
Gold on my neck, Cuban Link, like that
Wrist on freeze, like ice, that fat fat
Got the goons wit' us, we ain't worried 'bout shit
If you want it, you can get it, my goons neva' miss
Bounce it, shake it, drop it low, make'em feel the drip
Broke niggas issa no, you gone need them blue strips
I'ma get it popin', I'ma get my bread up
Cookin' in the kitchen, keep it hot, fired up
Double tap'n on my pics, like what's up
He really want it I ain't try'na be boo'd up
This beat will make ya shake it, shake it, make ya shake ya ass
Like mystical, turn around and shake it fast
He like it nasty, and he like it wit' a lil class
Lovin my body language, switch when I walk past
Do it all the way big, and it's like that
Turn it up, V.I.P, just like that
Get the party jumpin', lit, just like that
Only bad chicks sit here, that's a hunnid facts
All my chics that's bad
Let me see yo hands
Get up and get ratchet, shake that ass
Don't hold back, when you hear this clap
He wanna get this brown round and it's like that
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
I'ma bang it like this beat, you gone feel me
Like them Yamaha speakers, you gone hear me
When I come through stunt'n, I can feel the heat
Like a igloo, I'm cold, I can stand the heat
Booty popp'n, bodie rock'n, this all me
Brown round, caramel, these niggas on me
Havin' wild thoughts, zonin' off that Blue Dream
Lick it, lick it, lick it, lick it, lick it, like its ice cream
Bring it to the top, oh, they gone feel me
Touch they souls, mind control, I'ma make'em hear me
Poppin' bottles actin' up off that HenneB
Red Chyna Doll eyes, low, off light green
It's goin' down, it's goin' down and it's like that
It's not a party 'til we show up, and it's like that
Do it all the way big, and it's like that
West coast to the East coast swag and it's like that
All my chics that's bad
Let me see yo hands
Get up and get ratchet, shake that ass
Don't hold back, when you hear this clap
He wanna get this brown round and it's like that
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
It's goin' down, it's goin' down, and it's like that
He see this fatty, and he want it just like that
Gold on my neck, Cuban Link, like that
Wrist on freeze, like ice, that fat fat
Got the goons wit' us, we ain't worried 'bout shit
If you want it, you can get it, my goons neva' miss
Bounce it, shake it, drop it low, make'em feel the drip
Broke niggas issa no, you gone need them blue strips
I'ma get it popin', I'ma get my bread up
Cookin' in the kitchen, keep it hot, fired up
Double tap'n on my pics, like what's up
He really want it I ain't try'na be boo'd up
This beat will make ya shake it, shake it, make ya shake ya ass
Like mystical, turn around and shake it fast
He like it nasty, and he like it wit' a lil class
Lovin my body language, switch when I walk past
Do it all the way big, and it's like that
Turn it up, V.I.P, just like that
Get the party jumpin', lit, just like that
Only bad chicks sit here, that's a hunnid facts
All my chics that's bad
Let me see yo hands
Get up and get ratchet, shake that ass
Don't hold back, when you hear this clap
He wanna get this brown round and it's like that
Poppin' yellow bands, money dance, and it's like that
Don't be mad, you can get it, just like that
Liking all this ass, if you want it, need a hunnid stacks
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Writer(s): Olivia Michelle Sallier
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