| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hair color crazy, but the naps never flaky
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| Shit is gravy, plus my Timbs never laced 'cause I’m lazy
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| Maybe I’m chillin' with my dailies
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| Or maybe I’m aced out the range, baby
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| Land Rover, boy on the poster
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| Call me Heineken 'cause I stay on the coaster
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| Fire-type, I flamethrow and it’s over
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| I’m combustin', bitch check your locals
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| I’m a Charmander, a banjee commander
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| Ask a gay question, here’s a black answer
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| Purple panther, he’s usin' all his Pokéballs but no capture
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| Harem pants like I’m Hammer
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| Cuff me up on noodles
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| Buttercups, or squash that butternut, bro
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| If you feeling cunt enter circles with your bubble butt
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| You know that what’s up man, damn
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| Now I’m done with, they’re dancin' with their hands
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| I step into the cut and all the kids say (Hey)
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| I get through to the showroom and the assistant say (Hey)
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| I grace the floor and the children say (Hey)
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| If you gettin' it how you live, let me hear you say (Hey)
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Hey, basic bitches must think I’m a head case
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| They ain’t fucking with this next level head space
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| Want to know how my big apple tastes?
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| I’ll be serving them bodies, telling them about face
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| You can call me carnitas, 'cause my meat is the sweetest
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| I got you sweatin' the peppers and wantin' to ruffle my feathers
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| I see you catching the vapors, yo I’ma vape with you later
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| Spill your beans like burritos, lick your fingers like Fritos
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| I’m that new pretty flaco
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| Makin' you eat the whole taco, yup
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| And you can lick my toes, too
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| Sh-sh-shit is low fat, tofu
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| And, my kush pack so loud that
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| Now I’m loungin' in the shadows of clouds, wow
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| Bizz, bang, blow
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| Make your whole team hoot and howl like owls
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| I step into the cut and all the kids say (Hey)
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| I get through to the showroom and the assistant say (Hey)
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| I grace the floor and the children say (Hey)
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| If you gettin' it how you live, let me hear you say (Hey)
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| I’m a pretty nigga
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| I’m a sphinx, I’m a forest nymph
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| I’m a water sprite, give me right, I’ll fall on Forbes list
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| Niggas looking thirsty, go obey your thirst
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| Be easy with the kick, 'cause I show no mercy
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| As Mercury goes into retrograde, I swag
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| But these HBA dresses got me poppin' tags
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| I’m lanky, I’m janky, he want to hanky-panky
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| But he can’t handle how otherworldly I am
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| Flip the light to spark up the ish, yup
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| I keep a pink bic like I keep a big dick
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| Like in a tote bag, I keep a butterfly clip
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| Yup a butterfly life, I’m a butterfly bitch
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| (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
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| I step into the cut and all the kids say (Hey)
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| I get through to the showroom and the assistant say (Hey)
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| I grace the floor and the children say (Hey)
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| If you gettin' it how you live, let me hear you say (Hey)
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| Hey
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| Now get down, ge-ge-get down
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| Get, get down, ge-ge-get down |