Harley Video (MV)

She wore a bust down rollie to the function
She drop it down, bounce that ass, like its nothin'
I can take you home, but I ain't about the cuffin'
She whisper in my ear and told me somethin'
She was like
I can make you feel good all night
Yeah you know I'ma do what you like
This gon be the best night of your life
She gon ride that shit like a Harley bike
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
We about to go at it all night
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
Throw some cash, girl go buy what you like
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
We about to go at it all night
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
Skin wet, shinin like a starry night
I told her baby go and drop it low
Got a couple racks that im boutta blow
F*ck ciroc pour me up patron
Drip drip drip, Yves Saint Laurent
So much weed can't fit on the scale
Pound after pound, cherry bright, high as hell
Party bus Poppin bad stripper named Channel
So hotboxed can't see that well
Got the bass bumpin with the speakers loud as f*ck
Like a concert for the gang whole squad turning up
Shawty twerkin on my dick I might have to catch a nut
She talking to my face, but I'm starin at her butt
Pull up to the spot n now it's time to f*ck it up
This was meant to be, this was destined wasn't luck
Hop up on the stage, got the crowd turning up
Big bank gang, bout time you knew us
She wore a bust down rollie to the function
She drop it down, bounce that ass, like its nothin'
I can take you home, but I ain't about the cuffin'
She whisper in my ear and told me somethin'
She was like
I can make you feel good all night
Yeah you know I'ma do what you like
This gon be the best night of your life
She gon ride that shit like a Harley bike
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
We about to go at it all night
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
Throw some cash, girl go buy what you like
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
We about to go at it all night
Harley bike
Like a Harley bike
Skin wet, shinin like a starry night
I went ahead and got her gold
Now this bitch is sold
Yeah she ain't gon fold
I told her go and touch your toes
Now she strippin her clothes
That little baby she knows
I'm a young boss in the game
Fans all screamin my name
Never gonna be tame
I told her she can f*ck with the lames
Or she can f*ck with the king
But I ain't changin her name
Strip club bumpin my songs
Bitches twerkin in thongs
While I'm packin my bongs
I ain't tryina right my wrongs
Cus it was all my wrongs
That let me write my songs
I don't listen to the opps
I just pull out a glock
And send 'em off with a pop
Got my goonies linin' my block
If you boutta come around
I reccomend that you stop