Swalla

(Drank)
Young Money (Young Money, Young Money, Young Money)
Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight (yeah)

No, I ain't got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends (yeah)
I swear that to all y'all my type (aye)

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty (ah)
Come on take a sip, 'cause you know what I'm servin', ooh

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (ah-ah, drank)
Swalla-la-la (ah-ah, drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal

Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah (shimmy yah)
Bad girls gon' swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Bust down on my wrist in this bitch (this bitch)
My pinky-ring bigger than his (ooh, uh)

Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills
All she wear is red bottom heels (whoo)

When she back it up, put it on the Snap (whoo)
When she droppin' low, put it on the 'Gram (low)
DJ poppin', she gon' swallow that (swallow that)
Champagne poppin', she gon' swallow that

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty (thirsty)
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'
(Yeah, you know what I'm servin') ooh

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la, ayy)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal (yo, yo, ayo)

Bad gyal no swalla nuttin', word to the Dalai Lama
He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no"
I'm that bitch, and he know, he know (whoo)

How y'all wifing these thots? You don't get wins for that
I'm having another good year, we don't get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don't get minks for that
When I'm poppin' them bananas, we don't link chimps for that (oh)

I gave these bitches two years, now your time's up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
I'm in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My shit slappin' like dude did LeBron's nuts

All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty (thirsty)
Come on take a sip, 'cause you know what I'm servin', ooh (uh)

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love, drank)
Swalla-la-la (my love, drank)
Swalla-la-la (oh-oh, swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (ah-hah, drank)
Swalla-la-la (c'mon, swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la (whoo)

(Young Money) swalla-la-la (hey)
(J.D) freaky, freaky gyal (uh-huh)
Swalla-la-la (let's go)

My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la (hey)
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Derulo



Credits
Writer(s): Russell T. Jones, Eric Frederic, Jacob Kasher, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Robert F. Diggs, Onika Tanya Maraj, Jason Joel Desrouleaux, Gamal Kosh Lewis
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