Lyrics
Yeah
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da, da, uh
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da (bombaclaat)
(Ayy, Rvssian) Yeah, uh
Custom grip pon di brand new stick (buss)
When mi kill a bwoy, me nuh chat 'bout it (trust)
Di K wid di muzzle, got it wrapped 'round it (yeah)
Di ting sing sweet, me n'affi autotune it
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Four niggas strapped inna Honda Accord (whoa)
Windows down, we a wave .44 (whoa)
Bwoy turn Usain Bolt
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do (do-do-do-do-do)
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Pussy bwoy say him want beef and clout
Put him pon di news
Carbon sound, boy, lost and found
When di choppa go do-do-do-do-do, uh
Body drop like Netflix series
Chopper sing sweet like it have diabetes
Make yuh mama bawl, "Please, " pon she kneeses
Glock .22 tuck inna Amiri's
Believe me, yo, Saint Kitts
We nuh give a fuck so we can't catch diseases
From a mini-ting, yo, Papa, where we been?
A play with gun dem, me nuh play with Hot Wheelies
I can sell water to a whale, I'm a hustler (real hustler)
Government officials still trippin' at customs
Held me up for ten hours on the plane, we was stuck there
Lately, I been drinking my problems, where the cups at?
They ain't rockin' with us, they against us and it's fuck them
Whoever I say can't come, can't come here
Go at anybody anywhere, on any given Sunday
Crazy, I'm a celebrity, I used to be a convict
I gotta get revenge, I can't have it on my conscience
Go slide, go slide, yeah
Gunfire, gunfire
We got all these blicks on us, we ain't on no dumb shit
But we ready for one opp, two opp, three opp, four
We bring smoke to a pussy front door
Always play it cool but I never let it go
Brodie in the jungle, go to sleep with the sword, it's crazy
All mi dawgs bust the case and we laugh
Ha-ha, ha-ha
ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
One strap, two strap, three strap, four
Killa dem knock pon yuh door (door)
It's a robbery, get pon di floor (get pon di floor)
Yow, real dawg
Make e choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Pussy bwoy say him want beef and clout
Put him pon di news
Carbon sound, boy, lost and found
When di choppa go do-do-do-do-do
Ha-ha, ha-ha
ha-ha, ha-ha
Da-da, da-da
Da-da, da-da
Don't cry, don't cry
Go slide, go slide
Gunfire, gunfire
Ha-ha, ha-ha

Byron Messia, Lil Baby - Choppa (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

If I tell you, if I tell you now
Will you keep on, will you keep on loving me?
If I tell you, if I tell you how I feel
Will you keep bringing out the best in me?

You give me, you give me the sweetest taboo
You give me, you're giving me the sweetest taboo
Too good for me

There's a quiet storm and it never felt like this before
There's a quiet storm that is you
There's a quiet storm and it never felt this hot before
Giving me something that's taboo
(Sometimes I think you're just too good for me)

You give me the sweetest taboo
That's why I'm in love in with you (with you)
You give me the sweetest taboo
Too good for me
(Sometimes I think you're just too good for me)

I'd do anything for you, I'd stand out in the rain
Anything you want me to do, don't let it slip away
There's a quiet storm and it never felt like this before
There's a quiet storm, I think it's you
There's a quiet storm and I never felt this hot before
Giving me something that's taboo

You give me the (you give me, you give me the) sweetest taboo
That's why I'm in love with you (with you)
You give me, keep giving me the sweetest taboo
Too good for me

You've got the biggest heart
Sometimes I think you're just too good for me
Every day is Christmas, and every night is New Year's Eve
Will you keep on loving me
Will you keep on, will you keep on
Bringing out the best in me

#TheSweetesttabu
#sade
#sadethesweetesttabu
#thesweetesttabumashup

Sade - The Sweetest Tabu (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

Lyrics

(Ooh) alright, alright
(Woah-ooh-ooh-ooh) yeah, yeah
It's Sexyy (alright, alright)
(Woah-ooh-ooh-ooh) hey, Bruno, ooh

Fat, juicy and wet
I don't even gang bang, pussy so good make me throw up a set, uh
That good kitty-kitty, good kitty-kitty, make it my pet
Pretty pussy, type of pussy you ain't ever gon' forget
Fat, juicy and wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet)

Pussy like weed, pussy like dope
Pussy like cocaine, put it up your nose
Ayy, slob on my clit, suck on my toes
Twenty-four karat, pussy drip like gold (ooh)
Throw my legs back, eat my booty from the front (mm)
Milk mustache on your face when I cum (yeah)
Hit it from the bottom, hit it from the top (yeah)
Pop go the pussy 'cause the pussy say: Pop

(Alright) ooh, ooh, slide in it now, slide in it now, slide
(Alright) I'ma throw it back, let me give you that, that

Fat, juicy and wet (fat, juicy and wet)
I don't even gang bang, pussy so good make me throw up a set (throw it up, throw it up), uh
That good kitty-kitty, good kitty-kitty, make it my pet (uh, uh-huh, Sexyy)
Pretty pussy, type of pussy you ain't ever gon' forget (you ain't ever gon' forget)
Fat, juicy and wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet)

Bust down, middle part, badass bitch
You ain't never had punani like this
Titties on your forehead, titties on your chin
Titties on titties with my big-titty friends
(Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it)
Arch your back, put your ass into it (baow)
Squirt in your mouth, squirt on your bed
Coochie water autograph, signed Sexyy Red (yeah)

(Alright) ooh, ooh, slide in it now, slide in it now, slide
(Alright) I'ma throw it back, let me give you that, that

Fat, juicy and wet (fat, juicy and wet)
I don't even gang bang, pussy so good make me throw up a set (throw it up, throw it up), yee
That good kitty-kitty, good kitty-kitty, make it my pet (uh, uh-huh, Sexyy)
Pretty pussy, type of pussy you ain't ever gon' forget (you ain't ever gon' forget)
Fat, juicy and wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet), wet (wet)

Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it
(Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it)
You better arch your back, put your ass into it
(Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it)
Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it
(Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it)
You better arch your back, put your ass into it
(Do it, Sexyy, do it, Sexyy, do it) fat, juicy and wet

#neworleansbounce
#sexyyred
#brunomars
#doitsexydoitsexydoit
#nolabounce
#fatjuicyandwet
#djedit
#bounce
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#twerk
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#sexyyredfatjuicyandwet
#brunomarsfatjuicyandwet

Sexyy Red - Fat Juicy & Wet (New Orleans Bounce) #DJTouchOnez

Lyrics
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me, like me - y'all bitches aint shit like me!
Looking extra thick in a short white tee,
Keep ya nigga cummin' quick - bitch, get like me!
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Bitch, like me!
Number one, Thug Misses, that's me!
I understand why you hoes be hating on me:
'Cause you cant jump on the dick like me,
keep your pussy lips extra tight like me...
So hoes wonder why all they niggas choose me,
and why they be licking pussy sucking on me...
Is it cause your bitch can't do it like me?
Or is it cause my pussy good, and it tastes sweet?
Or is it cause you bitches ain't shit like me?
Tired hoes, tighten up - Bitch, get like me!
And I don't give a fuck if they don't like me -
You can bet yo' mammy's ass that they won't try me!
So I could gives a damn what they think about me -
Thug Misses, boss bitch in the streets where I be...
So anytime you hoes wanna see about me,
Put yo' ear to da streets, I bet you'll hear about me, 'bout me...
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me, like me - y'all bitches aint shit like me!
Looking extra thick in a short white tee,
Keep ya nigga cummin quick - bitch, get like me!
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
All eyes on me!
T.M.E. (Thug Misses Entertainment), that's me,
Gettin' money all the time - Bitch, get like me!
Stacks on deck, big spender - that's me!
Got every hood nigga want a bitch like me...
So fuck what you heard, step to me - bitch, please!
Ol' lame ass hoes know what it is, best believe...
Got all them hoes hating cause them bitches ain't me -
Damn right, I'm the truth, muthafuckas, y'all see!
So bitch like I said, ho, who? Bitch, me!
Cute face, thugged out - Bitch, see bout me!
Y'all hoes see the queen, y'all hoes know me;
Y'all hoes know what it is, and y'all don't wanna see me...
So fuck them other hoes, cause them bitches ain't me;
Ol' fake ass hoes don't shine like me...
Bitches don't be on the grind like me,
Have yo' nigga sweatin', wanna see about me, 'bout me...
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me, like me - y'all bitches aint shit like me!
Looking extra thick in a short white tee,
Keep ya nigga cummin quick - bitch, get like me!
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me...
Y'all hoes ain't hood like me!
That's why all the real hood niggas rep me;
Spit on some real shit for real bitches from the streets -
Super fine in the fit, even thicker in the tee
A real Thug Misses, I'm the shit in the street,
So I can understand why you bitches hate me...
Cause you can't whip and work your hips like me -
Bitch, watch how I work, and shake my ass to the beat...
You funky monkey hoes can't do it like me:
Have ya nigga counting cash, while you worried bout me...
Have yo' ass sick cause yo' man rock with me,
Have yo ass looking dumb cause yo' nigga chose me...
So ho, get it right, bow down to the queen!
Fit for a king, royalty, what I be...
So nann one you hoes wanna see bout me -
Put yo' ear to da streets, I bet you'll hear about me, 'bout me...
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me, like me - y'all bitches aint shit like me!
Looking extra thick in a short white tee,
Keep ya nigga cummin quick - bitch, get like me!
Like me, like me - y'all hoes can't do it like me!
Like me...

Khia - Like Me x One In a Million (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

Lyrics
Mm-mm
Girl, you make me so proud
The way you break it down
Like girl, I need you now, yeah, yeah, baby (yeah, mm-mm)
Tonight it's goin' down (yeah)
Ain't no one around (yeah)
Let me hold you down, yeah, baby (yeah)
Ooh, ayy, mm (yeah)
You can scream out loud if you want to (hey)
Had to make you mine 'cause I want you
And it ain't nothin' I won't do, yeah, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, mm, tonight get in your bag (in your bag)
Girl, show me why you bad (you bad)
I'm here, let's make it last, yeah, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, ayy, you can scream out loud if you want to
Had to make you mine 'cause I want you
Ain't nothin' that I won't do, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, tonight get in your bag
Girl, come show me why you bad
Girl, I'm here, let's make it last, baby
Girl, you're fine like wine but your feelings be tucked, yeah
I'll give you love like gas, keep on fillin' on you up, yeah
And you don't be around the crowd, never doin' too much
And I be tellin' everybody, I can't keep it on hush (yeah, baby)
Catch me out with you, baby, know I'm doin' the most, yeah
I keep my arms 'round you, baby, I be keepin' you close, yeah
And girl you're smooth like butter, I'ma bring in the toast, yeah
Gettin' bread, baby, I can make it come by the loaf (yeah, baby)
Let 'em try you, I bet the nigga turn to a ghost, yeah
In designer, you put it on, I love when you pose, yeah
From behind and I know you lovin' the strokes, ooh, yeah
Either you or my money but I love you the most, yeah
Never need a bag, pick a place and we go, yeah
Never tryna brag, I just thought you should know, yeah
It's 'bout a bag, I'ma get it and go, yeah, yeah
And I been lookin' at your ass since you came through the door, yeah, baby (ooh, yeah)
You can scream out loud if you want to (out loud)
Had to make you mine 'cause I want you (you mine, ayy)
And it ain't nothin' I won't do, yeah, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, mm, tonight get in your bag (tonight get in your bag)
Girl, show me why you bad (show me why you bad)
I'm here, let's make it last, yeah, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, ayy, you can scream out loud if you want to (scream out loud)
Had to make you mine 'cause I want you (had to make you mine, baby)
Ain't nothin' that I won't do, baby (yeah, baby)
Ayy, tonight get in your bag (tonight get in your bag)
Girl, come show me why you bad (come show me why)
Girl, I'm here, let's make it last, baby (yeah)
Ayy, whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa
Whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa, oh-oh
Whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa, oh-oh, baby
Mm, whoa-ooh, ooh, mm
Whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa
Whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa, oh-oh
Whoa-ooh, ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh-oh, baby

Fetty Wap - Tonight x Ruff Ryders (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

Lyrics 

All I ever wanted was a Black Grand National
- bein′ rational, give 'em what they ask for
chorus
There′s not enough (ay)
Few solid - left, but it's not enough
Few - that'll really step, but it′s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it′s not enough (huh)
I get on they -, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I make 'em - mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I take a G-pass, yeah, watch a - do it (huh)
We survived outside, all from the music, -, what?
verse
They like, "What he on?"
It′s the Alpha and Omega, -, welcome home
This is not a song
This a revelation, "How to get a - gone"
You need your man, baby, I don't wanna slam, baby
Pay your bill and make you feel protected like I can, baby
Teach you somethin′ if you need correction, that's the plan, baby
Don′t put your life in these weird - hands, baby (wop)
chorus
There's not enough (ay)
Few solid - left, but it's not enough
Few - that′ll really step, but it′s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (huh)
I get on they -, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I make ′em - mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I take a G-pass, yeah, watch a - do it (huh)
We survived outside, all from the music, -, what?
verse
Hey, turn this TV off
Ain't with my type activities? Then don′t you get involved
Hey, what, huh, how many - I seen? Seen 'em all
Take a rest or take a trip, you know I′m trippin' for my dawg
Who you with? Couple sergeants and lieutenants for the get-back
This revolution been televised, I fell through with the knick-knacks
Hey, young -, get your chili up, yeah, I meant that
Hey, blackout if they act out, yeah, I did that
Hey, what's up, dawg?
I hate a - that′s hatin′ on a - and they both -
I hate a - hatin' on ′em - and they both broke
If you ain't comin′ for no chili, what you come for?
- feel like he entitled 'cause he knew me since a kid
-, I cut my granny off, if she won′t see it how I see it
Hm, got a big mouth, but he lack big ideas
Send him to the moon, that's just how I feel yellin'
chorus
There′s not enough (ay)
Few solid - left, but it′s not enough
Few - that'll really step, but it′s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough
bridge
Huh, huh, huh
Hey, hey (Mustard on the beat, -)
hook
Mustard
- actin′ bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
verse
Ain't no other king in this rap thing, they siblings
Nothin′ but my children, one shot, they disappearin'
I'm in a city where the flag be gettin′ thrown like it was
Pass interference, padlock around the buildin′
Crash, pullin' up in a marked truck just to play freeze tag
With a bone to pick, like it was sea bass
So when I made it out, I made about 50K from a show
Tryna show - the ropes before they hung from a rope
I′m prophetic, they only talk about it, I get it
Only good for savin' face, seen the cosmetics
How many heads I gotta take to level my aesthetics?
Hurry up and get your muscle up, we out to plyometric
- ran up out of luck soon as I up the highest metric
The city just made it sweet, you could die, I bet it
They mouth get full of deceit, let these cowards tell it
Walk in New Orleans with the etiquette of LA, yellin′
hook
Mustard (oh, man)
- actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
outro
- gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
- gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
- gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
- gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Kendrick Lamar - Tv Off x More Bounce (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

Lyrics
God knows
I am
Reincarnated, I was stargazin'
Life goes on, I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)
Woke up lookin' for the broccoli
High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi
IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet
(When I hear music, it makes me dance)
(You got the music, now is your chance)
A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated
Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated
I got the money and the power both gyratin'
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don't got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play
What the fuck? I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts
I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks
Hit his turf and get crackin', double back like a deluxe
Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough
Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up
Fallin' from my money tree and it grow throughout the months
Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it's us
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don't got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up (mh-mh)
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up
Hol' up (hol' up), where you from? (Where you from?)
Bye, bitch (bye, bitch), I'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)
Sideways (sideways), bunk skunk (bunk skunk)
Fever (fever), I'm on one (I'm on one)
Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it
Quid pro quo, what you want? 'Cause I'm watchin' it
Work on the floor, let me know if you clockin' it
Brodie won't go, but I know that he poppin' it
It was woof tickets on sale 'til I silenced it
Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics
Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that's a lot of bitch
Don't hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies
Ghetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff
Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie 'bout to kill him off
Blaps on blaps, it's a fact, this a brick of raw
Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it's fictional?
Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?
"Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?" I'm like, "Nigga, nah"
Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal
It's a full moon, let the (ah) wolves out, I been a dog
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don't got no taste
I walked in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up (mh-mh)
Squabble up (mh-mh), squabble up

Kendrick Lamar - Squabble Up x Litefeet NYC (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

[Chorus: Jack Harlow]
I wish it was just us in this bitch
But they can't trust us in this bitch
'Cause I'm tryna bust nuts in this, huh
Let's keep it
On a hush-hush in this bitch
I told her she's so pretty
And she just blushed in this bitch
She clutch-clutchin' my—, huh
I'm adjusting my—, huh
She husky like mush-mush in this bitch
You must be nuts rushing this
Slow it down like macaroni
I know it sounds like Zack and Cody
This life's sweet, I mean highkey

[Verse 1: Jack Harlow]
And you might be
Something that isn't quite but slightly
Resembles wifey, I'ma need this nightly
You say you know all about Pisces
I disagree but call it out nicely
I'm all on you, falling out my seat

[Chorus: Jack Harlow & Doja Cat]
I wish it was just us in this bitch
But they can't trust us in this bitch
'Cause I'm tryna bust nuts in this, huh
Let's keep it
On a hush-hush in this bitch
I told her she's so pretty
And she just blushed in this bitch
She clutch-clutchin' my—, huh
I'm adjusting my—, huh
She husky like mush-mush in this bitch
You must be nuts rushing this
Slow it down like macaroni
I know it sounds like Zack and Cody
This life's sweet, I mean highkey (Yeah)
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[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
Two hands on my 'fro, starin' into my soul
Leg up on that chair, hand on that arm, tongue in that throat
I don't play with my pen, leave it on a good note
Keep you all on your toes, leave the TV off for this show
You a softy, marshmallows and black coffee
My mouth cold from this blue frosty
My back blown 'cause you blew it off me, like, uh
You want me or what?
Prove that with yo'—, huh
Spend sum' for this, huh?
Who said that ain't love?
And this bass hittin' real backhanded
Insatiable, I'm like Pac-Man
We go back further than backgammon
Hey, Jackman, I mean, Jack Rabbit
I'm runnin' while I look back at it
Fans really some fanatics
They cooked, kinda like crack addicts
We cookin' shit up like black magic
Backs to 'em, paper talk, spoke fax to 'em
Makeup on for these pop features
I'm throwin' ass to some bad music
Yeah, I'm that stupid, like, duh
You mad cute, I wan' fuck
Don't ice box me, let's touch


[Chorus: Jack Harlow, Jack Harlow & Doja Cat, Doja Cat]
I wish it was just us in this bitch
But they can't trust us in this bitch
'Cause I'm tryna bust nuts in this, huh
Let's keep it
On a hush-hush in this bitch
I told her she's so pretty
And she just blushed in this bitch
She clutch-clutchin' my—, huh (My huh)
I'm adjusting my—, huh (Huh)
She husky like mush-mush in this bitch
You must be nuts rushing this

[Outro: Jack Harlow]
We can just be friends like Musiq Soulchild
And Bobby Valentino, you can slow it down
We got all these Temptations like the group from Motown
And I'm player like the crew that came up through my hometown



Jack Harlow, Doja Cat, Jameir Thompson - Just Us (DJ Touch Onez Remix)

Lyrics
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Who's callin' my phone? (OVO Sound, 2025)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone?
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ellie? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the fuck the function?)
Send the addy (where the fuck the function?)
The way I feel right now, I feel like we need to be all alone
So if you just playin' around, you need to tell your girl, "Take your fine ass home, " and that's real
Stop teasin' me, yeah, what? Stop teasin' me
I could change your life so easily
I keep beggin' you to stay, but you're leavin' me
Leavin' me, we got sticks in the club illegally
Got the whole six side, they believe in me
We got members east of the DVP
We got members west on 401
We had a lock on the game, but it's more to come
You gotta pop that ass 'til the morning come
You want shots for the girls? Then order some
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who's callin' that shit?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my phone? (Who? Who?)
Who's callin' my- (ayy)
Is it Stacy? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Becky? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Keisha? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it Ashley? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Was it Dani? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Is it PARTY? (Who's callin' my phone?)
Where's the function? (Where the fuck the function?)
Send the addy (where the fuck the function?)
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Ayy, how many hoes in this club?
Is it just me and you, my love?
I don't mean to call you no ho
I just heard about the things that you do, my love
And you're just like me, if it's true, my love, ayy
You could see right through my love, ayy
I see your waist shrunk, my love, ayy
You got some bass in the trunk, my love, damn
How many hoes in this club?
Is it really just me, my love?
You know my dad 'nem pimpin' for real
You ever been down to Memphis, Tennessee, my love? Uh
I ain't sayin' I agree, my love
I'm just tellin' you the things that I seen, my love
I got drinks, jokes, sex, and cash
Those are four things I can guarantee, my love, ayy
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me
Baby girl
Let me see you do your dance, let me see you twirl
Shakin' ass in the club with your homegirls
Take a pic for the 'Gram, show the whole world (show the whole world), yeah
Is that your bestie?
I'ma ice both of y'all like Gretzky
I'ma at you like bless me
Hit the dance floor, get nasty, impress me








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