uhm...ok?

I heard that was your best friend, I'm 'bout to make him my next fan
Um, okay?
Walk in there bummy as shit, but your man still wanna hit, yeah, yeah
Um, okay?
He wanna—, he wanna—
He wanna—, uh, he wanna—
Um, okay?
I swear that I do what I like, that's why these bitches be tight
Uh, okay?
Tweakin', I know what to do to have him tweakin'
Phone on DND, I know he need it
Got me on my SZA for the weekend
Mmm-mmm, okay (Grr)
I'm 'bout to shake my shit, like
Mmm-mmm, okay
If I throw it back, you better make my shit clap

Body (Body), ooh, face (Phew), ooh (Yeah), stick it (Uh), move
I know you want it (Uh-huh)
Side to side (Side), keep it tight (Tight), slip and slide (Grr)
I know you want it

Mmm-mmm (Uh), okay
I heard that was your best friend, I'm 'bout to make him my next fan
Um, okay? (Okay, okay, yeah)
Walk in there bummy as shit, but your man still wanna hit, yeah, yeah
Um, okay?
He wanna— (Um), he wanna—
He wanna—, uh, he wanna—
Um, okay?
I swear that I do what I like, that's why these bitches be tight
Uh, okay?
Tweakin', I know what to do to have him tweakin'
Phone on DND, I know he need it
Got me on my SZA for the weekend
Mmm-mmm, okay (Grr)
I'm 'bout to shake my shit, like
Mmm-mmm (Yeah), okay
If I throw it back, you better make my shit clap
Uh, okay?

Huh, huh, huh
Um, yeah
Yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Mishon Tarique Ratliff, Jac Hatch, Eugene Tsai, Ilham Moumou, Francis Leblanc
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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