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KaMario Belcher
KaMario Belcher
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Yeah Yeah Go ahead and hit this motherfucking stage man (Damn Swave) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties Now pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties Pop that (Ugh) Drop that (Ugh) Don't you dare just stop that (Ugh) I can't help but watch that (Ugh) Arch yo back and cock back (Yeah) Now get in ya stance to get in ya bag And watch how no chick top that (Ugh) You doing ya dance and shaking that ass I gotta tip my top hat (Ugh) Now stop and woah Drop it low From the top right to the floor Keep on twerking make it roll Like how you stop and make it go Keep on dancing just for dough I'm having fun at yo lil show Ran out of one's, I'm like oh no Put in my card withdrew some mo I think it's time I let you know That you a fucking beast You got the body of a goddess You way out they league Don't understand how you keep twerking and I ain't got fatigued But if that money keep you going Let me fucking see Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties Now pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties Now throw that Hoe back Speed it up then slow that Get naked like a mole rat Then snap it like a Kodak You coming out hype and talking ya shit But wonder can you show that Aye show these niggas you ain't scared in here and blow out yo back You better work for yo stacks Getting to that cheddar and cheese Coming off that hot girl summer, now you meg with the knees Say you ain't twerking for free Well I brought my paper like trees Watch how this money hit the air like it was caught in a breeze You do this shit with such ease Look how them cheeks going both ways I smack it now and that shit a jiggle for 4 days Okay, you working to get some mo pay I'll keep it coming, long as you do what the song say Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties Now pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) Pop that (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag To get that cash, she with it (Ugh) She get in her stance, to get in her bag She showing her ass and titties
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