Lyrics
(JJ Turn It Down!)
(Paupa got beats makin' history on God!)
She gon' buss it open for them bluez
I pop rubber bands, girl I can't be your man I'm bad news
(No, no, no, no, no, no)
If I see your bitch and I pull out the strip she gon' choose
Girl you know a rich nigga want you
Let me put some Valentino on you
Baby you the shit they can't clone you
You should let me put it on you wit' yo fine ass
I be thumbin' bands with the Pyrex
Everything green 'cept the Hi-Tech
I need my check, I won't dripset, woah
Got your bitch wet, neck and wrist wet
I got juice and she know, yeah, she know, she know
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez, yuh
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez, yuh
She get freaky when I throw it, I throw it, I throw it
I be trickin' cause I want it, I want it, I want it
And the bluez get her we-we-wet
Baby I just want some ne-ne-neck
Beat that pussy down 'till you climax
Nascar, fast car, let you ride that
Fine hoe, let's get in some
If a nigga spend some, can I hit some?
Freebandz, trick on yo bitch like
Tell that broke nigga hitchhike
I'm tryna show you what this drip like
Take you on a trip like slide through some dick, like, yuh
Really in the field, Fox 5 News
I just spent five bands on shoes
He ain't got it and we breakin' all the rules
You see money is the crew
You a freak for the bluez, goddamn
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez, yuh
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez
She get freaky for them bluez, yuh