Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Look at lil mama she be on that pole
Bands in the air all the guys like woah
Throw that ass up how she move that waist
Please don't touch you gon catch a case
I've been in my zone working on my grind
Tryna get rich like kid I shine
Always in the booth I can't waste my time
Life on the edge so I can't rewind
I've been in the gym 6-pack on the way
Pockets full of grass to a horse it's hay
She throw me on a chair I don't have a say
And then I make her wet like spring in May
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Young getting money I'm from North Carolina
Do not play with me these shooters will find ya
If they don't find ya then I will start hunting
Give you a head start I hope that your running
I've been so focused I want to get millions
And I when I get millions I want to get billions
And I when I get billions I want to make trillions
And after a trillion we'll then I'll be dead
I'm back in the booth bout to kill me another
Your body is buried right next to your mother
Your mother is buried right to your father
And he is well you know so I shouldn't bother
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Waist so slim got damn she nice
Broke my eyes fix it up with rice
She be on the market but her price too high
I be staring at her then a nigga passing by
She comes to the bar tryna talk to the boy
She want the real thing she don't wanna use a toy
I take her to the back she undress that blouse
But damn man I wish this was in my house
Imma go all in, if I shoot Imma win
Break her back on the bar please forgive my sins
Don't judge don't look don't talk to the kid
Keep the money in the bank staying safe its hid
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
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Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Look at lil mama she be on that pole
Bands in the air all the guys like woah
Throw that ass up how she move that waist
Please don't touch you gon catch a case
I've been in my zone working on my grind
Tryna get rich like kid I shine
Always in the booth I can't waste my time
Life on the edge so I can't rewind
I've been in the gym 6-pack on the way
Pockets full of grass to a horse it's hay
She throw me on a chair I don't have a say
And then I make her wet like spring in May
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Young getting money I'm from North Carolina
Do not play with me these shooters will find ya
If they don't find ya then I will start hunting
Give you a head start I hope that your running
I've been so focused I want to get millions
And I when I get millions I want to get billions
And I when I get billions I want to make trillions
And after a trillion we'll then I'll be dead
I'm back in the booth bout to kill me another
Your body is buried right next to your mother
Your mother is buried right to your father
And he is well you know so I shouldn't bother
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Waist so slim got damn she nice
Broke my eyes fix it up with rice
She be on the market but her price too high
I be staring at her then a nigga passing by
She comes to the bar tryna talk to the boy
She want the real thing she don't wanna use a toy
I take her to the back she undress that blouse
But damn man I wish this was in my house
Imma go all in, if I shoot Imma win
Break her back on the bar please forgive my sins
Don't judge don't look don't talk to the kid
Keep the money in the bank staying safe its hid
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Look at lil mama she be on that pole
Bands in the air all the guys like woah
Throw that ass up how she move that waist
Please don't touch you gon catch a case
I've been in my zone working on my grind
Tryna get rich like kid I shine
Always in the booth I can't waste my time
Life on the edge so I can't rewind
I've been in the gym 6-pack on the way
Pockets full of grass to a horse it's hay
She throw me on a chair I don't have a say
And then I make her wet like spring in May
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Young getting money I'm from North Carolina
Do not play with me these shooters will find ya
If they don't find ya then I will start hunting
Give you a head start I hope that your running
I've been so focused I want to get millions
And I when I get millions I want to get billions
And I when I get billions I want to make trillions
And after a trillion we'll then I'll be dead
I'm back in the booth bout to kill me another
Your body is buried right next to your mother
Your mother is buried right to your father
And he is well you know so I shouldn't bother
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Waist so slim got damn she nice
Broke my eyes fix it up with rice
She be on the market but her price too high
I be staring at her then a nigga passing by
She comes to the bar tryna talk to the boy
She want the real thing she don't wanna use a toy
I take her to the back she undress that blouse
But damn man I wish this was in my house
Imma go all in, if I shoot Imma win
Break her back on the bar please forgive my sins
Don't judge don't look don't talk to the kid
Keep the money in the bank staying safe its hid
Like woah
Baby girl drop that thing
Like woah
Shake it til you get that ring
Like woah
She be going up and down that pole
Waist so slim pockets big like Swole
Writer: Yusuf Osman
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