Lyrics

Rock with you, pop with you Pull up on the block with you Writing down her name imma see if there's a spot for you Take her to the club wanna see if she can boogie boogie Wouldn't waste my time if I see that she a goodie goodie Got a BBL now she wanna get some titties And she pretty like a bird but she never been to Philly Buy her some new jackets cuz she said she gettin chilly Now she wanna get some pants told her only if its hippie Always on my phone, there ain't nothing gettin past her Argue for a minute, now her hair up like a rasta Bless her with it good, now she gotta call me pastor Got a photoshoot, but you know she get it after And I don't want gold I want baguettes (baguettes) That ain't even a third of my check (yeah) players keep it real no one fucking with the set yeah keep it to yourself when you talking bout a vet Told me that she wanna be famous (what?) Any one else i would of said save it But that thing back there moving good gracious And she looking perfect no need for lasiks Basis, face it Wanna know what I want? I just wanna see ya naked Sorry I'm just playing you know I'm just faking Said she don't want a man who is just chasing, yeah well That's it right there Something else That's something special It's that Mullet Boy Moonrock baby You heard it Rock with you, pop with you Pull up on the block with you Writing down her name imma see if there's a spot for you Take her to the club wanna see if she can boogie boogie Wouldn't waste my time if I see that she a goodie goodie Got a BBL now she wanna get some titties And she pretty like a bird but she never been to Philly Buy her some new jackets cuz she said she gettin chilly Now she wanna get some pants told her only if its hippie Want me now (want me now), I'm running back Sent her to the crib run a bubble bath (yeah) That's what you gotta do when you love a mac (ooo) Anything less imma have to pass Get down, get down, shawty get down (get down) Wanna see you get low put the 'Sved down (yeah) Watching all her moves, tossed her head 'round (what?) Ask about the tune, I have a fresh sound (aye) I'm feeling you, shawty, I'm feeling you (yeah) I gotta know, (ooo) "what we finna do?" (what?) You got a boyfriend? he a little dude (aye) "Don't say that" I'm just telling truth But, how he gonna feel when I slide? (slide) Or when we go back and you ride? (ride) Went down put her hand on my thigh (yeah) Oh wow she don't care, well alright
Writer(s): Jacob Zeiner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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