Letras
That'll be $5
What's up, T.O. Money?
What's up, man?
What's up, man?
This ain't about my nigga, this ain't about my nigga
Are you goin' to open the D?
This ain't about my nigga, this ain't about my nigga, okay, let's go
Hey, guy, I want you to switch that shit up
For the boys, you know what I'm saying?
I want you to hold it down low
The rock, the rock, the rock, yeah, yeah
What's up, my niggas?
This nigga C-note, don't worry, he's ready, baby, nothing's flat
In the meantime, we can do it one time, come on
Let me hear you say, drop that pussy down low
Gaddem, what's up with the hoe?
Come in, girl, and get dropping down low
Get it down, break to the ground
Come back up and go round and round
Gotta work for the walk, tabletop
Come clean, let me see what you bought
Kid money's in this bitch
Spread the wine, let me look at you
Let me see you work with it, drop
Break to the floor, let's go now
Palm Beach County style, told the quad DJ
Go turn it up, oh wow
Make them all say, who's that, who's that?
Kid money, straight brothers, flag
Two-time woman, niggas on the stroll
Come at home with that something down low
Drop that pussy down low
Drop that pussy down low
Let me hear you say, drop that pussy down low
Drop that pussy down low
Boot it up, boot it down, boot it up, boot it down
Boot it up, boot it down, boot it up, boot it down
What the fuck, DJ?
Black tie, butter crews, black bikes, all that stuff in the back
Break it down with a wiggle, jiggle, giggle
Grab a more wide, let me see you move around
Paul B's kind of style for a few
Got enough poppies, what you gonna do?
Round and round you go, grab the pole
Not swaying it low, get it
All I work with it, all the way down to the ground
That's really wide, let me look inside