[Intro]

Woah woah woah (x5)

[Hook: Speed Gang]
Baby girl make that ass clap
Up and down I love that
Booty turnt up on four bags
Gotta get that ass fat
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn girl I love you
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn I love you

[Verse 1]
Like stop, drop, damn that ass on fire (x2)
Like goddamn bitch I think I love you
Dim the lights it's time to fuck boo
You can wear my shirt after we're done boo
Never locked up so rally can't come through
I ball up in some brand new shit
To Wal-Mart ladies you can
Suck my dick like rump your ass
Just swing that shit
Like up and down every goddamn day
I'm rollin' rollin' rollin' now
Middle finger up when I haul white style
I told you told you told you now
Speed Gang bitch taken over now
I'm a two way
On a Tuesday
Motherfucker [?] 2 base
I make way
It's Speed Gang
6-1-6 gun room made
Like baby let's cuddle
You were there to schedule
Every time i was in trouble
Me and you were in the huddle
Had to get it had to hustle
Every night we gettin' blunted
Getting fake too much
Now you're gonna need somethin'
[Hook]
Baby girl make that ass clap
Up and down I love that
Booty turnt up on four bags
Gotta get that ass fat
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn girl I love you
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn I love you

[Verse 2]
Like stop, drop, damn that ass on fire (x2)
Just stop, drop, make that booty
Just pop (x2)
Goup and bashin' food
I get these bitches wet
I do her moaning
Ups, I spat on you
It's in your hair, I'm sorry boo
I can't control what my nut do
I like to cum, I cum on you
From Michigan I rep the rule
With juicy fever
Fuck this school
[Bridge]
Fuck that fuckboy
That you love so bad
I know you still think about
The times we had
I said fuck that fuckboy
That you love so bad
Do you still think about
The times we had?
Look Bitch

[Hook]
Baby girl make that ass clap
Up and down I love that
Booty turnt up on four bags
Gotta get that ass fat
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn girl I love you
Make that booty go round
And round and round
Goddamn I love you

[Verse 3]
Like stop, drop, damn that ass on fire (x2)
Oh, you ain't gotta say it to
My high school [?]
Eyes I could tell you where to fall
And you ain't gotta call me your boo
Just best the one for
The one for you, aye
Oh, you ain't gotta say it to
My high school [?]
Eyes i could tell you where to fall
And you ain't gotta call me your boo
Just best the one for
The one for you
Cause I oh, oh oh
Oh yeah, oh, oh, oh
And you're oh, oh, oh
Oh yeah, oh, oh, oh