Spicy
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out
Haha
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
Yeah, gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale
Yo we got a hit with this one
Ha!
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out, and I'm rocking a white tee
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out, and it gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale, got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
Couple shots and she wildin' out, big Chanel bag, stylin' out
We done ran through a couple coupes and a couple bottles
Now she want some some more
We got Patron, mixed with the iced tea, and she gon' get fiesty
We going home, turn all the lights out, and we making a Spike Lee
I gotta slide in the coupe, riding 'round with my affiliates
She got a body that move, get your freak on Missy Elliot
I hope he ain't testing my crew, if he do that boy an idiot
She from the south of Peru, but I lock it up like Brazilian
Would you go all in tonight?
'Cause you look so good, I want you bad, would you be my sin tonight
And I'm in your hood, I got no plans, so hop up in my ride
'Cause I got you in my mind, yeah, yeah
I'm feeling Roddy Ricch, I brought the shawties in
We got enough time on our hands, why don't we go stunting out on the town, yeah
Hit the south of Toronto and the bands falling out, can't count it
We might have to get another bottle, we just spraying 'em like a fountain
Got her dripped down in Nike, and she got Prada white jeans, yeah, yeah
Bitch I'm a whole new man, rocking them old school Vans
You get a ring like Toronto, if you just hold my hand
I shoot like I'm Lonzo, run it up pronto, you could just check my stance
Feel like I'm Rondo, she call me honcho, 'Cause I make all them plans
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out
And I'm rocking a white tee
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
And it gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale, got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out
(Swish when I kick out, swish when I kick out)
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
(She turn the lights out, she turn the lights out)
Right to the room like andale
Got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
Haha
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
Yeah, gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale
Yo we got a hit with this one
Ha!
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out, and I'm rocking a white tee
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out, and it gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale, got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
Couple shots and she wildin' out, big Chanel bag, stylin' out
We done ran through a couple coupes and a couple bottles
Now she want some some more
We got Patron, mixed with the iced tea, and she gon' get fiesty
We going home, turn all the lights out, and we making a Spike Lee
I gotta slide in the coupe, riding 'round with my affiliates
She got a body that move, get your freak on Missy Elliot
I hope he ain't testing my crew, if he do that boy an idiot
She from the south of Peru, but I lock it up like Brazilian
Would you go all in tonight?
'Cause you look so good, I want you bad, would you be my sin tonight
And I'm in your hood, I got no plans, so hop up in my ride
'Cause I got you in my mind, yeah, yeah
I'm feeling Roddy Ricch, I brought the shawties in
We got enough time on our hands, why don't we go stunting out on the town, yeah
Hit the south of Toronto and the bands falling out, can't count it
We might have to get another bottle, we just spraying 'em like a fountain
Got her dripped down in Nike, and she got Prada white jeans, yeah, yeah
Bitch I'm a whole new man, rocking them old school Vans
You get a ring like Toronto, if you just hold my hand
I shoot like I'm Lonzo, run it up pronto, you could just check my stance
Feel like I'm Rondo, she call me honcho, 'Cause I make all them plans
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out
And I'm rocking a white tee
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
And it gon' get spicy
Right to the room like andale, got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
Hop out the car, swish when I kick out
(Swish when I kick out, swish when I kick out)
She from the tropics, she turn the lights out
(She turn the lights out, she turn the lights out)
Right to the room like andale
Got that juice, it's on the way
She so exotic, she's on that white girl
And it gon' get spicy
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Writer(s): Connor Cullen
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