[Intro - pusha t]

Oh boy

She want a dope boy

She want to throw bands on her pole dance

No text drive on that 2 door

She want to stunt with me I'm an old man

Oh god my ig is like iiv to this lifestyle

I buy this shit, take a pic

And you od on my life files

[Verse 1 - the-dream]

Shawty get it (get it)

Do it big, do it good

Work it like a girl should

Work it good (work it good)

Bring it back (bring it back)

Tell the dj bring it back

Let me touch it, fuck it baby

Tell your man he ain't getting it back

Shawty is so ratchet, baby I'm so ratchet

You so bomb with that, I got to have it

I got to have it, like a 9 I got to blast it

So fine I got to grab it, she on mine

[Chorus]

I got my left hand on that booty

Got my right hand on that pussy

[X4]

(I love)

Now keep that booty rolling that

Keep that pussy poppin like that

Imma keep these bandz poppin like that

[Verse 2 - the-dream]

Up in that six hundred

You ain't even seen it

Touchin on it, rubbin on it

Girl you got me feenin

All about her money

And I'm all about my money

Million dollar babies plus alimony

First a nigga save you

(Then a nigga grave you)

And ain't nobody got time for that

So it's best just to pay ya

Thirteen cars I don't need nothing else

Just this booty on my lap

And this gold on my neck

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - big sean]

The way you do got me very very very happy

She stare at me while I'm starin' at it

I'm a young sexy ass charismatic-ass

Gorgeous face-ass havin ass nigga

That she love in her panty hose

She need this dick like its antidote

That pussy is a work of art painted by michael angelo

I wake up the pussy in can'telope

Then she made me fuck my appetite

Fuckin so hard ima remember this in the afterlife

I tell her slob on my knob

Like its corn on the cob

She keep goin oh my god

And my broad is so bad I came here from the back

All my favorite girls got my initials as tats

Finally famous she throw this set up

Like sororities and frats niggas can't tell me shit but congrats

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Pull up to that traffic light

Stars bright wanna touch her

Gotta get her to the spot

Oh shit I might love her

Straight up out of med school

Could be my baby momma