Dat MF Back There (feat. Unique Banks)

That motherfucker back there
Bend it over for these bills
That motherfucker back there
You bought that ass, be for real
That motherfucker back there
I need to see this how I feel
That motherfucker back there is not real
Put that ass in motion
Big old booty mama throw it
It can't be real but I want it
And I can put my babies on it, on soul
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there is not real, on soul

I got ass and hips, I'm a thick bitch
With a model shape, you can't get with it
If you ever hear a bitch tryna hate on me
It's cause the ugly in her can't look like this
I'm confident, ain't no one stop me
You can keep word bank all day with no profiting
I'ma keep getting this bag while you watching it
Girl the envy in you shows, it's the obvious
I'm sexy, your nigga be lustin' than my body
You mad so you hating and watching and jockin
I'm built like a stallion, good pussy I'm popping
Yeah my exes be fucking the opps, yeah they wilding
You bitches be thinking its beef like how bitch
These niggas is all for the streets, they ain't locked in
New nigga alert, he my bae, he my dark skin
Big dick with some drip, we can't say he aint cocky
Let me see that ass clap bitch
Turn around and get it slapped bitch
Now let these niggas throw them racks bitch
Now pick it up, put it in the bag bitch

That motherfucker back there
Bend it over for these bills
That motherfucker back there
You bought that ass, be for real
That motherfucker back there
I need to see this how I feel
That motherfucker back there is not real
Put that ass in motion
Big old booty mama throw it
It can't be real but I want it
And I can put my babies on it, on soul
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there is not real, on soul

Bih sheeee, where did you get all dat ass from
That motherfucker back there cost some bread
And shawty ain't scared cause she bad huh
Baby just hop in my ride and we should just slide
Cause I'm am that guy, mmm k
look at God workin, you twerking for certain
I swear I done put dat shit on today
I'm tryna hear dat as clap like
I'm tryna hit it from da back like
That motherfucker back ther fat huh
Gone bust it for these racks huh
This for the Keshas, this Tonyas
This for the Jazmines and the Sharondas
You know I luv me a ratchet lil bitch
And I'm tryna stick if lil mama thick
She hop on da dick and I run it like Vick
Ain't trickin, I got it, I'm payin
Bitch tell me da deal I know it ain't real
That thang back there really thangin

That motherfucker back there
That motherfucker back there
That motherfucker back there
That motherfucker back there is not real
Put that ass in motion
Big old booty mama throw it
It can't be real but I want it
And I can put my babies on it, on soul
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there is not real

That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there
Let me see that ass clap
That motherfucker back there is not real



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Tyner
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