[Chorus:]
She throw that ass ass
I get excited yeahh
I throw my cash cash
I can't fight it noo
That girl don't love me no [x2]
That girl don't love me love
But she know how i like it yeah
She know how i like it yeah [x3]

[Verse 1:]
I got my hand all on her body
My cup full of bacardi
Been running days are so long
I think i dhaam full my trolley
And my cardy get mosardy
My dennam is cavanni
She say she pay for money
Well just fuck me like a hobby
I’m rolling and she rolling
May you say hello to molly
Told her rock up on my mike
I’m talking Sing like lolly dolly
Private party in the VI
Slow reaper like a CI
Because i’m running ATL
She thinks i know TI
Hold the fuck the they love this hitlist
Then drop this pussy on my dick dick
All i want to do is hit it
Trying to get a bitch to business

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I throw some paint on a stripper
Place the blame on the liquor
If my OG could see me he'd be ashamed of a n***a
But ain't no sweat off my back
Couple bill out of my pocket
And maybe i’m out of pocket
But there's a way that (keep dancing)
Drop it low
Drop it slow
Pop it pop it pop it hoe
Let my niggers get a glimpse
Of what how you pop it
Shake that ass up money ain't an obstacle
Hip [x5]
Keep dancing [x2]
She throw that ass ass
I get excited yeahh

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
Everytime i look into your eyes i see two eyes
And i think i love you
Yes i love you more than my eyes
More than my head
More than myself
I just love you because you have two eyes
Two beautiful eyes is