Holy Moly
Come here lil mami won't you twerk a little bit
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
Said it once ain't begging
Do you got knees like Meghan
Booty talk in them leggings
Like it's a legend
You know where this is heading
Why don't we change the setting
To where you wet the bedding
Won't hold you got me sweating
To get you out them clothes like shedding
That pussy snatching souls I'm betting
But for now let the tension sweeten up
Drop it down, sway side to side like you're sweeping up
Shake that ass on the internet
Let 'em know, that you been a threat
Use what you got, for your benefit
Let them know, you ain't finished yet
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come here lil mami won't you twerk a little bit
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
I suck that dick in a handstand
I jack him off with my right hand
I said eat me and that's on command
If I bust it open that's a couple grand
Swipe his card with my left hand
If his dick hard I need a bank card
Ain't shit free and that's all me
If I drive a car that's with no keys
I press start and go hard
Can't save you I ain't a lifeguard
Die bitch you in the graveyard
Can't keep track of my scorecard
Bend down make an earthquake
Yo ass fat make the earth shake
Slurp it up like a milkshake
Drop it down that's a poundcake
Holy moly bitch
I'm the fucking shit
You mad cause you can't be me
If you get money you'll feel me
My booty fat but my bank is fatter
Eat my cake like the last supper
Come here lil mami won't you twerk a little bit
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
Move your body mami
Shake that body mami
With your body mami
Twerk, Pop, Dip
Do it for the Gram
For your Onlyfans
TikTok, don't stop
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
Said it once ain't begging
Do you got knees like Meghan
Booty talk in them leggings
Like it's a legend
You know where this is heading
Why don't we change the setting
To where you wet the bedding
Won't hold you got me sweating
To get you out them clothes like shedding
That pussy snatching souls I'm betting
But for now let the tension sweeten up
Drop it down, sway side to side like you're sweeping up
Shake that ass on the internet
Let 'em know, that you been a threat
Use what you got, for your benefit
Let them know, you ain't finished yet
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come here lil mami won't you twerk a little bit
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
I suck that dick in a handstand
I jack him off with my right hand
I said eat me and that's on command
If I bust it open that's a couple grand
Swipe his card with my left hand
If his dick hard I need a bank card
Ain't shit free and that's all me
If I drive a car that's with no keys
I press start and go hard
Can't save you I ain't a lifeguard
Die bitch you in the graveyard
Can't keep track of my scorecard
Bend down make an earthquake
Yo ass fat make the earth shake
Slurp it up like a milkshake
Drop it down that's a poundcake
Holy moly bitch
I'm the fucking shit
You mad cause you can't be me
If you get money you'll feel me
My booty fat but my bank is fatter
Eat my cake like the last supper
Come here lil mami won't you twerk a little bit
Move that body make it dip
Pussy popping in a split
Oh Goddamn, Holy Moly, Holy shit
The way you move your body got a shotty to be rich
Pop it like you're emptying out the clip
Drop it like Mufasa off the cliff
Let me see you rock your hips
Back it up like you Kinfolk to the Pips
Move your body mami
Shake that body mami
With your body mami
Twerk, Pop, Dip
Do it for the Gram
For your Onlyfans
TikTok, don't stop
Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Evans Jr, Savannah Roman
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