歌词
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
(Aye, Aye nah-nah-nah-nah,nah-nah-nah-nah-nah) bow, bow, bow, bow
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once) HD
She gon pat her weave when she was coming out the beauty shop
Ya niggas better duck when she be coming with them booty shots
In the car backin up listening to Juvenile
C*caine baggin up they sent my ass to juvenile
I ain't tryna put you down but bring the friends that's cute around
They say it was hot but all this jewelry I got cool you down
Crabs in a bucket
Yeah you know they try to pull you down
I ain't talkin layin' up when I be saying shoot around
I got on like ten bracelets
Take too long to take em off
Anytime you fall off
Then get back up and shake it off
I remember time misunderstood like I wouldn't make it out
Be done bought your crib from your landlord and put you out
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
I tell her hold up
Baby eat my d*ck up way too fast
I tell her slow up
Push it in her throat
So I can't help it if she throw up
Act like you want smoke
We makin paint you tryna get rolled up
Let me do my dance
I'm pookie leaning with a 2-step
Flappin on my d*ck
Just watch my waist I brought the tool in
Shawty acting thirsty and she walkin like I choose her
Told her let me work and I aint trippin if your boo here
I go push it deep
And lick your butt
And have you feenin
Put it in your mouth
I run your gums just like you're teething
Workin with a lot but if it's wet then I can squeeze in
Put me in this b!tch I send a nigga to see Jesus
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
I say hold up
Shawty smokin' zaza out the pack, I told her roll up
Niggas muggin' stupid, lookin' crazy like they know us
You ain't got no money, plus you bummy and you tore up
You pretty, but b!tch, so what? (Hd)
Me and Boosie in the Maybach, good and full of liquor
Seen a cutie with some booty, tryna jugg her with this pickle
All my niggas rollin' Backwoods, they don't fxck around with Swishers
I been fxckin' on his b!tch, I just was fxckin' on her sister (yeah)
Leanin' off the juice, b!tch, I got Wock' up in my double cup
Baby gettin' money, but lil' b!tch know you can't fxck with us
Thirty grand stuffed up in my jeans, yeah, it's up with us (got some bands, nigga)
Pxssy nigga, you ain't 'bout that sh!t, so what you buckin' for?
I touched down at 11:45 (11:45)
Big old bustdown and a Draco when I slide
I fxck with 54, that swim team, they gon' dive
I said, "B!tch, don't turn me down" (no)
It's up, no comin' down, turn me up
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Heyy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bow, bow, bow
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