Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame
Vocals
Roscoe Dash
Roscoe Dash
Vocals
Wale
Wale
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Malphurs
J. Malphurs
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
Christopher Gholson
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
Jeffery Lee Johnson Jr.
Jeffery Lee Johnson Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Malphurs
J. Malphurs
Executive Producer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Debra Antney
Debra Antney
Executive Producer
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Listen to this track, bitch! Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (yeah) DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (come on) I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon lose them pants (ooh) Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (let go) Girl, drop it to the floor (yeah) I love the way your booty go (come on) All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash All that ass, in your jeans Can Wale beat? can Roscoe skeet? Long hair, she don't care, when she walk, she gets stares Brown-skin or a yellow bone, DJ, this my favorite song So I'ma make it thunderstorm, flood warning, Flocka, yeah Blow it, fuck it, I don't care, Jacksons flying everywhere Tap my partner Roscoe, like, Bruh, I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell? Threw me 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fucking well I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me Take this dick while I swallow, pink Moscato got her freaky Hey, you got me in a trance (damn), please take off your pants Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweating Please pass me a fan, damn Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (yeah) DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (come on) I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon lose them pants (ooh) Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (let go) Girl, drop it to the floor (yeah) I love the way your booty go (come on) All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (ooh) And I'll proceed to throw this cash (let go) She said, "Look, ma, no hands" She said, "Look, ma, no hands", and no, darling, I don't dance And I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka, I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motherfucker, go and ask then motherfuckers A young handsome motherfucker I sling that wood, I just Nunchuck them And who you with? And what's your name? And you not hip? Boo, I'm Wale And that D.C shit, I rep all day And my eyes red 'cause of all that haze Don't blow my high, let me shine Drumma on the beat, let me take my time Nigga want beef? We can take it outside Fight for what broad? These hoes ain't mine Is you out your mind? You out your league I sweat no bitches, just sweat out weaves Wear out tracks, let me do my thing I got 16 for this Roscoe thing But I'm almost done, let me get back to it Whole lotta loud and a lil' Backwood Whole lotta money, big tip, I would I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (yeah) DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (come on) I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon lose them pants (ooh) Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (let go) Girl, drop it to the floor (yeah) I love the way your booty go (come on) All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (ooh) And I'll proceed to throw this cash (Roscoe Dash, okay, let go!) Okay, R-O-S-C-O-E (O-E), Mr. Shawty-Put-It-On-Me (please) I be going HAM (HAM), shawty upgrade from bologna (please) Them niggas tipping good, girl, but I can make it flood (I can) 'Cause I walk around with pockets (pockets) that are bigger than my bus (whoa) "Rain, rain, go away" that's what all my haters say My pockets stuck on overload (whoa), my rain never evaporates (no) No need to elaborate (never), most of these ducks exaggerate (they do) But I'ma get money, nigga, everyday stunting, nigga Ducks might get a chance after me (go) Bitch, I'm balling like I'm coming off of free throws (yes) Just ahead of the game, no cheat codes (no) Lambo, Roscoe, no street code (skrrt) And your booty got me lost like Nemo (go) Go, go, go, g-go'n' and do your dance (right now) And I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands, go (I'm gone) Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (yeah) DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (come on) I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon lose them pants (ooh) Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (let go) Girl, drop it to the floor (yeah) I love the way your booty go (come on) All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (ooh) And I'll proceed to throw this cash (let go)
Writer(s): Christopher James Gholson, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Juaquin Malphurs, Jeffrey Lee Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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