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Why am I feeling gassed up? Lock her down Judy
I don't want to pull my pants up, lock her down Judy
Man I'm proud that she a dancer, lock her down Judy
I think I'm 'bout to throw them bands up, lock her down Judy

Why am I feeling gassed up? Lock her down Judy
I don't want to pull my pants up, lock her down Judy
Man I'm proud that she a dancer, lock her down Judy
I think I'm 'bout to throw them bands up, bands up (yeah)

I've hit some notes in songs, but I've never sang once
Got some pros in thongs and motherf*ckers can't front
So Ima soak in sun and just sit back and hang nuts
Or lay up and bang guts, this some shit you can't touch, eh
Bazooka Joe, Pookie gonna do it low
Sweatpants and a dookie roll truth be told
Beaucoup dough, who gon' go outdo me yo
No one close I am numero uno yo

(Ahh)
(Jesus Christ)
(Wouh)

Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy
Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy (yeah, uh, ah)

I be stuntin' like a motherf*cker deep into my forties
I ain't touch nobody, I just be orchestrating orgies
I don't love nobody, I just be rolling with some shorties
Ooh lordy lordy bitch, I'll talk a dog off a steak
Hold on, time out
Semi-colon
Bought her a new ass but she ride it like it's stolen
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Set the plan in motion, make a damn commotion

(Ahh)
(Jesus Christ)
(Wouh)
(Wow, what the f*ck?)

Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy
Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy

Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (ey, Itear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (I burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down) (oh shit)
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Why am I feeling gassed up? Lock her down Judy
I don't want to pull my pants up, lock her down Judy
Man I'm proud that she a dancer, lock her down Judy
I think I'm 'bout to throw them bands up, lock her down Judy

Why am I feeling gassed up? Lock her down Judy
I don't want to pull my pants up, lock her down Judy
Man I'm proud that she a dancer, lock her down Judy
I think I'm 'bout to throw them bands up, bands up (yeah)

I've hit some notes in songs, but I've never sang once
Got some pros in thongs and motherf*ckers can't front
So Ima soak in sun and just sit back and hang nuts
Or lay up and bang guts, this some shit you can't touch, eh
Bazooka Joe, Pookie gonna do it low
Sweatpants and a dookie roll truth be told
Beaucoup dough, who gon' go outdo me yo
No one close I am numero uno yo

(Ahh)
(Jesus Christ)
(Wouh)

Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy
Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy (yeah, uh, ah)

I be stuntin' like a motherf*cker deep into my forties
I ain't touch nobody, I just be orchestrating orgies
I don't love nobody, I just be rolling with some shorties
Ooh lordy lordy bitch, I'll talk a dog off a steak
Hold on, time out
Semi-colon
Bought her a new ass but she ride it like it's stolen
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Set the plan in motion, make a damn commotion

(Ahh)
(Jesus Christ)
(Wouh)
(Wow, what the f*ck?)

Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy
Lock her down Judy (ah)
F*ck that shit up
Go to town Judy, huh (uh-uh-uh-uh)
We are on duty, stylin on 'em bros
Swear to God Judy, go run your mouth Judy

Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (ey, Itear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (Tear the club up, tear the club up)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (I burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down)
Little baby go to work like a locomotion (burn the house down) (oh shit)
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Writer: Jacob Anderson, Jordan Beyer
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Written by: Jacob Anderson, Jordan Beyer

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