Tick Tock

It's a party y'all always talking about people twerking
But I ain't never seen nobody tick hey you trama
We bout to start a new trend man
I want to see y'all tick tock to this shit let's go

All my life where you been at
You so bad I don't know where to begin at
Yeah I want that ass I ain't trying to pretend that
So if you teaching class I want to attend that
Everybody twerking but you made that ass tick stop
You showing off you make me so sick drop
You building houses with a lot of brick
You a stallion oh my god girl you so thick
If imma get you imma have to make it happen quick
Cause it's a lot of niggas looking trying to be slick
The way you moving to this beat is causing conflict
You so hot like some sauce with a lot of kick
Tell me am I dreaming like I'm Atlantic star
I'm feeling three dimensional like I'm an avatar
Damn I'm feigning for them cookies that are in your jar
You want a ride baby get up on my handlebars let's go

Hey girl start ticking don't stop girl bring it back then drop girl
Hey girl make it move like the hands on a clock go ahead girl tick tock

Work it baby keep twerking baby stop
Cause she thick like churches gravy
Want to hit it from the back like I'm burping babies
But her home girl say she a virgin maybe not
Tick tock first to make it hot
Put your fingers in your purse and take them out
Yeah I'm dirty I'm just flirting lately
Cause these others dude fake as your Birkin baby
It's a certain lady got more booty than a pirate
She back it up like she moving from a virus
I seen a lot of girls you may be the finest
Just call me Ryan girl I'm saving your privates
First I gotta make a pit stop I'm going down the elevator which stop
The party don't stop six o clock but you always on time girl tick tock

Hey girl start ticking don't stop girl bring it back then drop girl
Hey girl make it move like the hands on a clock go ahead girl tick tock

Let's go your money stacked your booty fat
Your shoes matching your purse your purse
Your hair is tight your nails tight now work it girl but don't hurt'em
Your money stacked your booty fat
Your shoes matching your purse your purse
Your hair is tight your nails tight now work it girl but don't hurt'em

Now drop It like a stock market I'll park it right there
In between your good and your bad side I swear
Trama in your dreams but these dudes is a nightmare
It's b i a so they know they losing the fight here
Put it in reverse like you by yourself
Give it everything you got don't deny yourself
And do it to you hot til you fry yourself
Look back in the mirror girl admire yourself it's trama

Hey girl start ticking don't stop girl bring it back then drop girl
Hey girl make it move like the hands on a clock go ahead girl tick tock



Credits
Writer(s): William Barnes
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