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Your booty look like two big grapes, huh?
Lookin' at my pockets, tryna make some shake, you gotta shake some
Seen you in this club, I know it wasn't by mistake, uh
Lookin' at your face like, "Dang, a kid, we gotta make one"
I tried to be your friend, but that just somethin' I can't fake, nah
I'm tryna get up in that
And I love the way you move
And I love how it's so smooth
I can't choose if I like left cheek or the right cheek, I'm confused
Try to ask if I'm a lefty or a righty
It don't matter 'cause I'ma grab it with two
Hun, get low, hun, get low
Hun, get low, get low, some more, huh
Show them jeans don't fit, huh
Everybody lookin' at you
Baby, do your big one
Now that ain't no BBL
Shawty eat her grits, huh
We started on the floor
End up in the bed
We really do it anyway
My baby never scared
I got her moving paralyzed
Can barely feel her legs
Scream my name like every night
You would've thought she fat
But I love the way you
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Know she the one, baby, know she a ten
Shawty be strugglin', gettin' out the bend
Look like she jugglin' when she move in
Love when we cuddlin', might just move in
I done put fast to the class in the bed
Iceberg girl got a shakin' her leg
Call up my realie, her flat never red
Made her fuck Mack, I'ma twerk on my ass
Twerk, huh, twerk it
Baby, you better work it
Bosch man, B-Lo, you doin' that on purpose
Your body look so perfect
Thinkin' to myself, like, "Do I really even deserve it?"
Might spoil you with some Percy