(Verse)
Tell her go for a while I'mma call her back
Gonna order that Meat house Slaughter that
Gal a booty so fat Me I conquer that, Bother chat, Man spllat Feed em to the sharks
Monster boy
Me killin em for days. bands make her dance
Got the money. Finna spray
Dudes Finna hate When I walk in the doors On my jays You a wait in the line While I wave
She never see a Bad boy look fancy
You a ball bad Nickname call you ramsey
Girls call me santi. Yeh that's me
Ferrari Let me see the baga wan chance me
Oya dance ey. Bands make her dance ey
Me can sey Me I got some money in pants ey
Oya dance Ey Bands Make her dance ey
Ferrari Let me see the baga wan pass me

(Tomi Thomas Verse 2)
Late at night I get that feeling
That she will be needing healing
Of a kind how can I say is rather sexual

And I know I will be
Eating treating rather panel beating
On that body when I get into the depths it hurt oh
But she likes it
Never tries to fight it
Now shes geting all violent
Looking into her eye lids oh oh oh

Loving the way that she touching on my body
Touching on your body girl I knowbu wana doooo

I wana do all these dirty things to you
She calling my phone and she say she wana show me some love

Baby u do