Lyrics

I want you to know that it's going down yelling mayday We both be my greepy, you for me dancing like I was Drake Bae, I be Deebo to these niggas Don't mess with no Craig or Day Day They don't got the moves, they more like Sha nae nae bussing the nae nae I feel like I'm going harder we warrin' Luke I'm your Father You asking me how I'm different, I'm Prada your Family Dolla I'm Hennessey to your water I'm 2pac I got the juice And she will always pick a night like duck duck duck duck Goose You got me feeling like I'm outta place 'Samba Bin Laden and no place is safe Liking the pace and you liking the picture Olivia Benson when you're in a case Feel like you just tryna put on a show And you been there for everyone droppin' the soap I know what you in for... For me to walk in, Thirty thousand in my pocket, Had them niggas just like Ooh Ooh Ooh Fifty thousand dollars and your girl wanna love me Got her screaming like Ooh Ooh Ooh 'Cuz I got a check and you wanna flex, I ain't gotta flex, boy I got it, Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Devvon Terrell is next, That's on everything Nigga place your bets 'Cuz I got it Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
Writer(s): Maurizio Zoffoli, Antonino Romeo, Gaudino Alfonso Fortunato, Johan J. Han Weekhout Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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