Oh God

Fuck me fast on the highway
Said she with it, I'm like ok
She arrived, came in first place
Save the best for last, go the long way
I'm Mayweather, aint no light weight
Best pound for pound, on my worst day
Last nigga jealous put his hands on it
Say the word, I put some bands on it
Fuck niggas die slow, quick sand on em'
Went from bandos to condos and land owners
All your bills paid off, got good credit
Good pussy and you don't sell it
Hard work paid off
Fuck niggas get lost, 'fore we let shit off
We don't take days off
Go against a real nigga, aint no trade off
Thought he had the drop got his whole top pealed off

Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Throw a couple bands on it

She a lil freak, I go with it
Wore a mask, brought a pole in it
Fuck a mouth piece, I want the whole cake
Throw it in my face, it's my birthday

Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Throw a couple bands on it

She just wanna fuck and lay all day
I'm just tryna catch a play, for I the play
Toss it like a relay
Aint no ocean aint no see, I'm no Ceelie
Nothing can tear us apart, on god
We fucked she gave up her heart, on god
I think I'm falling she callin' me god, oh god
So I put her in a love song

Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Clap on it, dance on it
Do it with no hands on it
Throw a couple bands on it



Credits
Writer(s): Destiny Cannaday
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