[Intro:]

Hit the club- T'up with my squad- get my mac on/
Girl you gotta body I would drop a couple racks on/
Way you talking to me- we can be each other's backbone/

Fly you out to see me- you'll never wanna go back home/
Fly you out to see me- you'll never wanna go back home/
Champagne spilling- Dom Perignon bath foam/
Let this money rain on ya body til them stacks gone/

[Verse:]

I just wanna drink a lil bit and hear some rap songs/
Party with a fine ass chick and take a cab home/
Nigga mad at me- in his feelings- up in that zone/
Picture for the gram with his bitch- hope it last long/

Throw it back.....

Throw it back to me- she showing me what to grab on/
Shorty want the drugs- know a plug- hit the trap phone/
I don't even smoke but I know my nigga pack strong/

Loudest of the (loud x3) like you see me on stage and crowd straight going buck wild/

I could fuck you right (now x3)
In the middle of the day or when the sun go down/

When I make you scream (out x3)
Say you haven’t had that kinda feeling in a while/

When it's bout to go down/
Hit it so good- that I make me proud/

When I get behind that big mf/
When I get behind that big mf/
Nigga gotta smile each time I fuck her/
Have her turn around- eat the booty like supper/ (just playing trick)

We can joke a bit and get our laugh on/
Have you twerk for me while I'm getting my relax on/
In the bedroom- no talking- no chat zone/
Get that ass slapped on- hair pulled- back blown/

Good Lord- make me work for it/
You kept it on lock- now it's worth more/
Work for it/
Make me wanna dedicate a verse toward it/
Sit in church for it/
When I die- come back to Earth for it/

Good Lord- make me work for it/
You kept it on lock- now it's worth more/
Work for it/
Make me wanna dedicate a verse toward it/
Sit in church for it/
When I die- come back to Earth for it/

Yea.. Tell yo man its a wrap holmes/
Couple us’ie pics in the mirror with the flash on/
Poll dance freak- I'll give you something to clap on/

Emoji with the tongue- say she can't wait to give that dome/
Hit it from the back- send emoji back- black chrome/
Mean I'm killing shit- radio and gold magnums/
We can fuck to Trey Songz then we fuck to trap songs/

How You Wanna Get It
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