Top Tier Twerker (feat. Team East Peezy)

All that ass, how you move it in them jeans
Damn, lil' freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch

Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch
Big Ice, not the little one
Lil' freaky bitch
Soon as she walk in the party, she the first to dance
You know that booty move when it twerk in pants
Pick it up off the ground to the perfect stance
I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance
She'll take it all off if you throwin' bands
You know that booty move when it twerk in pants
In the middle of the crowd, she the ratchet friend
Shit, I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance

She barely made it through security and started twerkin
Saw it on the gram, but better in person
Lookin' at me like some J's, he ready to purchase
Keep it ratchet, long nails, berettas in purses
When the music come on, she a different woman
Put the bottle on her ass spillin' liquor on it
I only came in this bitch just to spend some money
So if them niggas ain't tippin', come and get it from me
Ass stupid big, but she movin' with control
Look him in his eyes, make a nigga lose his soul
Top tier twerker, she can move it on the pole
Plug with the glow, got the light in her booty hole

Soon as she walk in the party, she the first to dance
You know that booty move when it twerk in pants
Pick it up off the ground to the perfect stance
I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance
She'll take it all off if you throwin' bands
You know that booty move when it twerk in pants
In the middle of the crowd, she the ratchet friend
Shit, I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance

I need ratchet bitches in my section suckin' dick
Know we ghetto, baby, gone with that bougie-ass shit
Fuckin' on a bitch from Eastwarren, but I'm from the 6
Me and White Boy been fuckin' all these hoes since we was jits
Had a club fight and broke a nigga jaw like this was slick
We do niggas old-fashioned, we don't gotta use the sticks
Bitch drunk a whole fifth straight, she say she got a piss
I can't pop out on no dinner dates, bitch, I'm tryna hit
She done put that sloppy head on a nigga, now it's lit
I just turned into a kid, let me just stick in the tip
I might spit inside her bitch mouth, but she can't get a kiss
Bust in the bitch mouth and left, I told her, keep the kids, nigga

Soon as she walk in the party, she the first to dance
You know that booty move when it twerk the pants
Pick it up off the ground to the perfect stance
I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance
She'll take it all off if you throwin' bands
You know that booty move when it twerk the pants
In the middle of the crowd, she the ratchet friend
Shit, I might just risk it all if it's worth the chance

Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil freaky bitch
Come out, show out lil freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch

Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil freaky bitch
Come out, show out lil freaky bitch
Come out, show out, lil' freaky bitch



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Writer(s): Ciara Morris
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