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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey Hall
Corey Hall
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Hall
Corey Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DEN YAX
DEN YAX
Producer

Testi

rock out
Tell me what your thoughts about
Baby running all the routes
I mean a quick route
She stack cash inna
Cash rock out yea (rock)
Do it wit ya cock out yea
Ahhhhhhhh
Tell me what you want late in the morning on the phone
Bad bitch a stallion and she grown
AP two tone and she like to style at the shows
Baby take flights with me and travel across the globe
I looked in the mirror I seen a billion
How the hell you say you ball but ya ya still bricking
And you looking very awesome I might eat it
I went missing in the Black Sea
You learned this shit from older women copped ya ass some diamonds rings
You working out and you say you wanna eat me like Salome
Soon as I get done grinding ima stick this shit in ya tummy
You blending in with everything and you zombied out
I say what I mean an you say that you love it
Now I’m digging in your spleen now you tryna by Huggies
Competition drove me to the edge I damn near played rugby
Ima bust my whole team down and we gone pray to god at supper
Uuhhhh ahhhhh uuuhhhhhhh
I get fucked up and I might come in an tip it
 when I wake up from bad dreams an I pray that’s my intentions
You like to take trips to Vegas and run into riches
I looked in the mirror I seen a billion
How the hell you say you ball but ya ya still bricking
And you looking very awesome I might eat it
I went missing in the Black Sea
You learned this shit from older women copped ya ass some diamonds rings
You working out and you say you wanna eat me like Salome
Soon as I get done grinding ima stick this shit in ya tummy
You blending in with everything and you zombied out
Let’s get it
Written by: Corey Hall
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