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I got my hands On my back He like it when I yeaaa Just like that I got my hands On my back No I don't want your man You can keep that He like it when I yeaaa Just like that Like that like that like that Like that like that like that Yeah I make it pop like bubble gum I'm hot now wait till the summer come Shake something hop scotch Do the double dutch Got hits, got bands like a drummer drum Uh shake ass till my body numb I make it rain like a money gun No competition I already won You don't eat like it's Ramadan Shoot your shot just like a free throw Yes I'm thick just like my ego Bestie come wherever we go Tokyo to Puerto Rico Give me space I don't like people Lock me up this ass illegal Bitch I'm art don't need no easel You know I'm bad I got my hands On my back No I don't want your man You can keep that He like it when I yeaaa Just like that Like that like that like that Like that like that like that I make hoes sick influenza You like my pic influencer Touch down London I flew in sir Pussy palace Up in Windsor Detrois faux fur Yeah I'm so cold Anita Baker Sweet love so low I need a baker 'Cause I got that dough Pussy knockout Pow pow Rambo Shoot your shot just like a free throw Yes I'm thick just like my ego Bestie come wherever we go Tokyo to Puerto Rico Give me space I don't like people Lock me up this ass illegal Bitch I'm art don't need no easel You know I'm bad I got my hands On my back No I don't want your man You can keep that He like it when I yeaaa Just like that Like that like that like that Like that like that like that
Writer(s): Bobbi Lanea, Folayan Kunerede, Jesse Saint John, Mark Gozman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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