Wea You At

Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby
Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby

Big fine booty shaking bitches where ya at baby
She say she won't do it till i asked her what that sack say
These racks say that cash say she did that shit the glad way
Lil nigga talking bout smoke might turn yo hoe into my ashtray
Thumbing through the money big face hunchos with that fat face
Got bitches popping bottles they can't tell you how no yak taste
Stand up on the throttle make me treat it like a drag race
Supper charge the whip i bet this bitch wont come in last place
Know i'm bout a check ya know i got up next ya
Hop out on yo bitch inside some shit that come out next year
Know ill shoot a movie make me put yo bitch on set ya
Work her like a worker tryna see her break a sweat ya

Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby
Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby

Shit might get explicit told her we cant take no pictures baby
Told em i won't tell and now they creeping like a critter baby
Critter baby tender baby have this hoe for dinner
Fucked around forgot her name she
sucked the head till i remembered baby
You might need a back brace tryna make her back break
Keep applying pressure till ya neck and ya back ache
Putting it in her stomach tryna make this lil hoe back break
Do it for the kid i'm like yeah i got back pay
Throw it like you owe a nigga treat it like i'ts paid for
Bless a nigga shawty on her knees like she prayed for it
Prayed for it money falling call her to the stage for it
You might not be made for it but just don't be afraid of it yea

Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby
Big fine booty bitches, hold up where you at baby
Summer time fine, now you don't know how to act yay
Turn around slow it down, hold up throw that back baby
Look at that baby, throw that back baby



Credits
Writer(s): Jaquez Presley
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