Lirik

Yeah, please Hoo, hoo, hoo, oh (ayy) The party is poppin' (ayy) While she whip it, she mop it (yeah) While she lick it, she top it (yeah) Got the bitches, they swappin' Top is sloppy, it's slimy (slimy) Mami's ratchet, it's grimy (ooh) I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (winnin') I'm Dennis Rodman (Rodman) Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway) Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away (straight away) The party is poppin' (poppin') She whip it, she mop it (mop it) She lick it, she top it Got the bitches, they swappin' (swappin') Don't try me, it's by me (by me) Feel me, it's on me (on me, yeah) On a super sonic (pew) Don't play games like Sony (Sony) Pocket (pew) rocket (pew) Pop it (pop it), lock it (lock it) Flex, fuck it (fuck it) Simon says don't stop it (stop it) Benihana's, cookin' bodies on a Saturday (woo, cook it) Heard you got a new chain, it's on layaway (yeah, layaway?) You rappers, all you do is copy (copy) And these bitches click my story 'cause they wanna watch me (watch me) Ayy, she gon' send a text when it's gettin' late (woo, gettin' late) Ayy, meet my security at the gate (at the gate) Bitch, you lookin' at a star like we in a Wraith (in a Wraith) Beat it like Billie Jean, moonwalk away (ayy) The party is poppin' (ayy) While she whip it, she mop it (yeah) While she lick it, she top it (yeah) Got the bitches, they swappin' Top is sloppy, it's slimy (slimy) Mami's ratchet, it's grimy (ooh) I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (winnin') I'm Dennis Rodman (Rodman) Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway) Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away (straight away) The party is poppin' (poppin') She whip it, she mop it (mop it) She lick it, she top it (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Got the bitches, they swappin' (swappin') She mean, a queen, that's makin' bands Her ass I fiend, potato yams Put money on his head, I call it head band You die here, Dennis Rodman It feel like we won the Finals, we got five rings (yeah) We livin' the series, I'm thirty-for-thirty, I shake 'em like Kyrie You niggas stuck on that bullshit, I ain't talkin' 'bout Dennis We the ballers in the game (uh), feel like we runnin' the scrimmage I'm the best, put a nigga in the Guinness My bitches bad, Trinidad, Red Stripe and the Guinness We paint our nails, hit Mimi for the manicure Only thing we ever duckin' is them Lambi' doors The party is poppin'-, hold the fuck up, Tyga, run that shit Here with the Tiger King when I'm the king When it comes to this Rodman thing All of my songs hit Bada-bing and it pay plenty but I do not feel a thing Last week, bought four of them chains Glowin' up until I'm tourin' the game Restorin' the game, rappers is wildin' Baptized 'em, now I drown 'em Trap album, now they silent Made a mill' talkin' 'bout values Went on a island Beautiful view from a palace Talkin' 'bout shoes with my stylist You is a coward Not really valid Mixin' the hustle with talent Got your bitch browsin' Her comment a thousand Instagram emoji smilin' The party is poppin' (ayy) While she whip it, she mop it (yah) While she lick it, she top it (yeah) Got the bitches, they swappin' Top is sloppy, it's slimy (slimy) Mami's ratchet, it's grimy (ooh) I'm sinnin', I'm winnin' (winnin') I'm Dennis Rodman (Rodman) Hit a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway) Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her straight away (straight away) The party is poppin' (poppin') She whip it, she mop it (mop it) She lick it, she top it Got the bitches, they swappin' (swappin')
Writer(s): Michael Stevenson, Darold Durard Brown, Leon Flowers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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