Letras
(Turn, turn, turn this bitch up)
I can't lie (lie)
Shawty bad, yeah, she caught my eye (eye), yeah
Bottles up, we gon' toast until the sunrise
Think she got a thing for me
Turn around, back it up, let me see it
All ones on the floor, she get paid for this (yeah)
Drop it low, pipe it up real easy
Don't mind, I'm takin' it to the trunk (I'm takin' it to the trunk)
No, girl, I ain't wastin' no time, so tell me what we on (so tell me what we on), yeah
I know you got some other niggas hittin' your phone
Yeah, girl, you bad, I ain't leavin' you alone (no)
She my PYT, she want me to put her on (yeah)
Back it up for me, she want me to hit it long
I do whatever you say (you say)
She got tired of goin' fashion, want a new flow (she in the back)
Yeah, peanut butter seats off the D'usse
Takin' off the Moncler boots, the whole mood change
Way she move make a nigga say
I can't lie (lie)
Shawty bad, yeah, she caught my eye (eye), yeah
Bottles up, we gon' toast until the sunrise
Think she got a thing for me
Turn around, back it up, let me see it
All ones on the floor, she get paid for this
Drop it low, pipe it up real easy
Yeah, send me the location, I'ma be on the way
Fuckin' with you, I don't care what nobody say
Off of the vibe, I know that you probably saved
So let's get away for just like a couple days
You can put the phone down
I know you ghetto, you slip the edges with prose down
I'm on the same shit, two days straight of the same fit
Been in grind mode, hard to tell when the chains hit
Doin' a hundred in a foreign, you know the lanes switch
Hand on your thigh when we slide
Make you wanna tell the world what my name is
You say eight dollars, ain't no problem
I could spend a whole bag on the Gucci and Prada
I can't lie (lie)
Shawty bad, yeah, she caught my eye (eye), yeah
Bottles up, we gon' toast until the sunrise