Gyat

This lil shordy like to dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
Shordy ain't got a man's, man's, man's, man's, man's, man's
She shoot that recoil on her hands, hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
She be rubbin' on my pants, pants, pants, pants, pants, pants
Ayy, cuz lil shordy a gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat
Feel like she be shootin' shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots
How she recoil like in COD, COD, COD, COD, COD, COD
She like to make that shit go ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Uh
Girl turn that shit around
I know your face is pretty, okay, now drop it to the ground
It sound like someone clappin', but that's just another sound
We outta the city, but she still goin' to town
When we hit the club, you know the boys and I be mobbin
When we hit the floor, you know the booty got me locked in
We roll like some bandits, all these hoes that we be robbin
Batman's what they call me how my sides behind my Robin
Okay now let me see you break it, break it, break it, break it, break it, break it
Now lemme see you shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shordy know just how to shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
I dunno if I could take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
Shordy ain't got a man's, man's, man's, man's, man's, man's
She shoot that recoil on her hands, hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
She be rubbin' on my pants, pants, pants, pants, pants, pants
Ayy, cuz lil shordy a gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat
Feel like she be shootin' shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots
How she recoil like in COD, COD, COD, COD, COD, COD
She like to make that shit go ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

Gyat dayum, father forgive me, but I think you'd understand
That shit isn't stiff so baby how'd you get them yams
Girl you got the body type to have an Onlyfans
Don't you think you need a man's?
Shordy like a stripper gettin' hit up by them ones
And shordy, I'm a ten, but I don't stop for anyone
But shake it if you can, lil' baby, we gon' have some fun
You say that you don't party but you throw it like it's nun
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
She throw it the best, best, best, best, best, best
Shordy cannot rest, she ask for crown, we gon' make a mess
I pour it in her mouth but shit, it's drippin' down her chest

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
Shordy ain't got a man's, man's, man's, man's, man's, man's
She shoot that recoil on her hands, hands, hands, hands, hands, hands
She be rubbin' on my pants, pants, pants, pants, pants, pants
Ayy, cuz lil shordy a gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat, gyat
Feel like she be shootin' shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots
How she recoil like in COD, COD, COD, COD, COD, COD
She like to make that shit go ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba



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Writer(s): Damien Morales-velazquez
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