Smack, Smack, Smack

Fuck all these haters
Yeah, they be hatin'
For no fuckin' reason
That's why they never get bacon
Yo girl, see my fuckin' diamonds
She just get to shakin'

Baby, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back
Let me just, smack that, smack that, smack that
Clap, clap, clap, clap
That's all they hear
Flexin' on 'em, as I pull up in my catalic with no fear
Yeah, see the gang you better stop like a baby deer

Throw it back, throw it back, throw it back
Just let me, clap that, clap that, clap that
Let me, clap that, clap that, clap that
Smack, smack, smack

Baby I'm coming over for the weekend
You can only invite your friends, if they freakin'
Bring 'em to the bedroom, I wanna meet them
Yeah, baby I am not dumb, I know you want me for my cum
I do not want no baby, I can tell you that right now
If a dude looking shady, it's on sight now
Pull out the blicky, that shit got a stick
Uh, uh, all she want is my dick

Baby, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back
Just let me, clap that, clap that, clap that
Let me, clap that, clap that, clap that
Smack, smack, smack

Baby smashing down the street, I heard you a freak
I can let you know right now, I don't do this shit for free
A feature at least gonna cost you, a fuckin g



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Writer(s): Zachary Thomas Lund
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