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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
K CAMP
Performer
T.I.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
Clifford Harris, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K CAMP
Producer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Pop your shit, Float)
[Instrumental]
Yeah
Yeah
Wait
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Nah, nah, nah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Nah-uh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (Let's go)
Your type, I like, come make my night (Let's go)
Can't let you pass, bae, it's on sight (Can't let you pass)
We know it's wrong, it feels so right (Uh-huh)
No need to talk, come get me right (Talk to 'em)
[Chorus]
Grip on that pole, and—
Baby so cold when she— (Yeah)
Look in your eyes while you— (Yeah)
Bae, you so pretty and you turnin' me on
I turn you around and I— (Ha)
I'm dickin' you down, let's—
Your **** don't know how to—
I'm workin', I'm workin', it's almost that time
She looked back at me and said, uh
"Can I show you how to—?" (Do it)
Uh, let me teach how to—
Uh, let me put you down, here's another round (Huh)
Percocet'll make her— (Uh)
Don Juli' make her— (Yeah)
Baby, show me how you— (Uh)
Bae, I love it when you—, yeah
[Verse 1]
You the type of piece I take home (Huh)
Havin' chocolate, a redbone
I'm the type to have you led on (Uh)
I'm the type to have your head fucked up
Playin' games, I know I'm dead wrong (Woo)
Playin' games, now she all over me
Caught the vibe, now she all over me
When I'm done, she ain't never over me
Take you shoppin', yeah, I got a loaf for me (Loaf)
Talkin' that bread, want you to do all the things that you said
Want you to do all them things in your head
You got a chance, so baby, don't blow it
Pretty lil' titties, so why don't you show it?
You got a body I cannot avoid
Beat up that pussy, let's make us some noise, yeah
[Chorus]
Grip on that pole, and— (Ayy)
Baby so cold when she— (My baby)
Look in your eyes while you— (My baby)
Bae, you so pretty and you turnin' me on
I turn you around and I— (Yeah)
I'm dickin' you down, let's— (Dickin' you down)
Your **** don't know how to— (**** don't know)
I'm workin', I'm workin', it's almost that time
She looked back at me and said, uh (Looked back at me)
"Can I show you how to—?"
Uh, let me teach how to—
Uh, let me put you down, here's another round
Percocet'll make her— (Perc')
Don Juli' make her— (Juli')
Baby, show me how you— (Uh)
Bae, I love it when you—, yeah
[Verse 2]
She'll smell the weed
Her goin' annoyin', she hoein', but so what? I love me a freak
And she knowin', I pull up, my horn blowin'
Ain't no quick sex, shit is ongoin'
Call her homegirl, get 'em onboard
Caught me somewhere sharp as a rose thorn
**** fresh as hell like an Altoid (Ah)
Alley-oop, he caught it off the backboard (Baow)
Love to hear you makin' that noise
Anything you wanna know, I'll give it to you, all you gotta do is ask for it
Like passports, I stamp tramp
Make 'em go and get a tramp stamp (Ah)
Shawty wanna bust it open next year
Just to hang with us and meet K CAMP, well goddamn
[Bridge]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
Grip on that pole, and—
Baby so cold when she—
Look in your eyes while you—
Bae, you so pretty and you turnin' me on
I turn you around and I— (Ha)
I'm dickin' you down, let's—
Your **** don't know how to—
I'm workin', I'm workin', it's almost that time
She looked back at me and said, uh
"Can I show you how to—?"
Uh, let me teach how to—
Uh, let me put you down, here's another round
Percocet'll make her— (Uh)
Don Juli' make her—
Baby, show me how you— (Uh)
Bae, I love it when you—, yeah
[Outro]
(Pretty girls love Float)
Written by: Clifford Harris, Jr., Kristopher Campbell


