Striptease (Sped Up)

I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, strip tease
I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, striptease

I'm fuckin' ya bitch like a athlete
She bumpin' my shit like acne
I'm the man like actually
She be all on the blogs like Ak and them
Bad tings, havin' them, she fuck me on accident
Nuts saggin', don't compare me to no Eminem
Sippin' on that Hen again I'm sippin' on that heem
Yadadamean, yadadimsayin' tho
I could switch my flow up, I could switch my ho up
I could flip an O up
I could be tore up, you don't even know it
If I ain't on the list then I don't show up
I ain't mad, if you trippin' get your dough up

I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, strip tease
I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, striptease

It's lit, she's with the shits, big dick (dick)
Energy and she got that good pussy energy (wow)
I put this work in like it's ten of me (ten)
Been stoned like the Flinstones
She just wanna Bam Bam, speakers going
Bam bam bam bam
God damn, god damn, god damn damn (damn)
How she do that on a handstand (how Sway)
She buss it buss it like a blam blam (pow)
She got them honey baked ham hams (what)
She like look ma, no hands
When she count up them bands (one, two, three, four)

I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, strip tease
I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, striptease

She ain't a dancer, she do that for me though
You call her a stripper, that's my little ballerina
Gotta get them bands, gotta get them bands 'cause
She like Dolce, Dior and she fuck with Valentino
Mama mi-oh, put that thang on me-oh
Pop a p-oh, feel like Neo, now we in the Matrix
I can't deal, I can't deal with the fake shit
And that fuck shit, you could save it
I just wanna see your body whinin'
We be goin' rounds like Tyson
I'ma roll the dice, I'ma roll the dice and
That's a bad bitch alert, sound the sirens

I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, strip tease
I found you Ms. New Booty
You know what you doin' to me
She heat it up, four hundred degrees
I wanna see ya strip, strip, striptease



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Petit, Alexander John Martinez
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