CATWALK (feat. Rico Nasty)
(DJ, hit that catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk, catwalk)
Drop, drop that heat, boy (boy)
That's that shit, boy (boy)
I'ma do my dance, bang
Amazian my beam, boy (boy)
Drop that heat, boy (boy)
That's that shit, boy (boy)
Do my hand stands
Strut it, catwalk, boy...
I just do my dance, ooh
I just do my rock, ooh
All my bit', bit' go down
Like that Nagasaki pop', ooh
You know I don't give a fuck
About these choppa opps, ooh
Talk about this, brr-brr-brr-brr, click-clat 225
Catwalk, catwalk
(Catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I ain't sorry to nobody
Lick on my cereza
Come and speed it up, electra
Cherry, Cherry, Cherry, Cherry
I'ma strut it how I do
This body-ody attitude
She catwalk, go extra
Listen up
Let me see that cat in your walk, walk, walk
Bitch, I can be your cheerleader number one
Count it up, that shit bananas
B, A, N, A, N, A, let's go
Go Cherry, C, H, E, R, R, Y, let's go
Extra, extra, bitch, you hella extra
Lick on my cereza, speed it up, electra
Extra, extra, bitch, I'm hella extra
Bitch, you still a next up
I just throw my X up
(DJ, hit that catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk (Rico!)
I don't get it
Why these bitches hate on me (me, me)
I'm wearing Gucci
From my head down to my feet (feet, feet)
Don't gotta beef
'Cause I make money in my sleep (yeah, yeah)
What I make a day
Is what you make in a week
I ain't blind
But I'm walking with a pole (oh yeah)
Rockstar lifestyle
When I'm on a roll (oh yeah)
All these bitches mad
They ain't what I'm on
I came up from nothing
I ain't have a silver spoon
Let's go
I just do my dance, ooh
I just do my rock, ooh
All my bit', bit' go down
Like that Nagasaki pop', ooh
You know I don't give a fuck
About these choppa opps, ooh
Talk about this, brr-brr-brr-brr, click-clat 225
Catwalk, catwalk
(Catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk
(DJ, hit that catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk (catwalk, catwalk, catwalk)
Drop, drop that heat, boy (boy)
That's that shit, boy (boy)
I'ma do my dance, bang
Amazian my beam, boy (boy)
Drop that heat, boy (boy)
That's that shit, boy (boy)
Do my hand stands
Strut it, catwalk, boy...
I just do my dance, ooh
I just do my rock, ooh
All my bit', bit' go down
Like that Nagasaki pop', ooh
You know I don't give a fuck
About these choppa opps, ooh
Talk about this, brr-brr-brr-brr, click-clat 225
Catwalk, catwalk
(Catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
I ain't sorry to nobody
Lick on my cereza
Come and speed it up, electra
Cherry, Cherry, Cherry, Cherry
I'ma strut it how I do
This body-ody attitude
She catwalk, go extra
Listen up
Let me see that cat in your walk, walk, walk
Bitch, I can be your cheerleader number one
Count it up, that shit bananas
B, A, N, A, N, A, let's go
Go Cherry, C, H, E, R, R, Y, let's go
Extra, extra, bitch, you hella extra
Lick on my cereza, speed it up, electra
Extra, extra, bitch, I'm hella extra
Bitch, you still a next up
I just throw my X up
(DJ, hit that catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk (Rico!)
I don't get it
Why these bitches hate on me (me, me)
I'm wearing Gucci
From my head down to my feet (feet, feet)
Don't gotta beef
'Cause I make money in my sleep (yeah, yeah)
What I make a day
Is what you make in a week
I ain't blind
But I'm walking with a pole (oh yeah)
Rockstar lifestyle
When I'm on a roll (oh yeah)
All these bitches mad
They ain't what I'm on
I came up from nothing
I ain't have a silver spoon
Let's go
I just do my dance, ooh
I just do my rock, ooh
All my bit', bit' go down
Like that Nagasaki pop', ooh
You know I don't give a fuck
About these choppa opps, ooh
Talk about this, brr-brr-brr-brr, click-clat 225
Catwalk, catwalk
(Catwalk, catwalk)
Catwalk, catwalk
Doja with the catwalk
Catwalk, catwalk
She just hit that catwalk
She just do what she want
Baby, hit that catwalk
(DJ, hit that catwalk)
Credits
Writer(s): Maria-cecilia Simone Kelly, Lil Cherry, Goldbuuda
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