Wiggle (feat. DreamDoll)

B-, I'm the richest n- ya know?
And I'ma f- you better than any other rich n- you done f-
You heard me? (Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle)
Yeah, get in line hoe (jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle)
Yo (M-M-Maybach Music)

They offered 30 years, I beat it on the loophole (boss)
Two days later, n- pulled up in a two-tone (huh)
Got b- sleepin' on the floor like it's a group home
The only question I can see is, where your moves? Ah
Got 'em takin' off they clothes like it's The Luke Show (Luke Show)
I'm the new king of Miami, even Luke know
I got a mansion on the beach, I'm talkin' two boats (two boats)
And my new b- of the week, I call her Deepthroat

Deepthroat, yeah, she got a deep throat
Bape sweats and a chemist with the kilos
Drop the top and all the h- start hyperventilating
I gave 'em d- and then they all just turned to mental patients
Give 'em thirst advances under different circumstances
Uber to my house but go and get some purse and panties
You got a dope boy, you better live with it
Time of the month, you bleedin' on me, I'ma still hit it, uh

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle (whoa, aye)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, whoa (whoa, aye)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, whoa (whoa, aye)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, whoa (whoa, aye)

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Them h- on you gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
If it ain't about a bag, gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
To get the jeans on the a-, you gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Uh, I hit Miami, I got Johnny on the trap phone (whoa)
Bad b-, jet skis, we in that zone
Booby trap on a river, a hundred racks thrown
At Versace mansion sleepin' good like I'm back home
Boss b-, give a f- what it cost, b-
You ever bet against Dream, that's your loss, b-
Wrist bussin', disgusting, my shit is frostbit (whoa)
Ms. Mamas in that Maybach, and this ain't Ross sh- (Maybach Music)

On a big yachty, not a little boat (no cap)
My b- f- with Cohiba's and do a little coke
Eggshell Birkin bag, with a little yolk
If you ain't at the game courtside, you a little broke
I gotta giggle at n- who not official
My rearview, blue lights flashin', I gotta wiggle
Sh- in my trunk heavy, who know how much time it get you?
Yo Rozay, this sh- outta here, we got a missile (dream)

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Them h- on you gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
If it ain't about a bag, gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
To get the jeans on the a-, you gotta
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Whoa (ayy) wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Whoa (ayy) wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Whoa (ayy) wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Whoa (ayy) wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

Whoa (ayy)
Whoa (ayy) wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
Whoa (ayy)
Whoa (ayy) jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle
Whoa (ayy)
Whoa (ayy)
Whoa (ayy)



Credits
Writer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Donald E. Cannon, William Leonard Roberts Ii, Samuel Saint-jean, Lyle Anthony Leduff, Tabatha Robinson
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