| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Bitch, bounce that shit
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| Ayy, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Bounce that shit, sis, we tryna see you fuck it up
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| Bad bitches with me, ain’t nobody gettin' touched
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| Give a nigga chance, he start thinkin' he got luck
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| Lose a couple bands, got a couple more tucked
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| No S on chest, I’m not savin' a nigga
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| Got a nigga up in Florida, he want me to be with him
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| Got a nigga in LA, he shoot shots like Tristan
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| Don’t fuck with Bay niggas, they ain’t really 'bout they chicken
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| You gon' see me throwin' bands if I’m in the club
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| Ain’t kissin' niggas, they can’t even get a hug |
| Bag full of blues, pocket full of dubs
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| What you need, I got, baby, I’m the plug
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| Don’t be actin' bougie, we all know you like to dance
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| It’s niggas up in here, baby girl, it’s your chance
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| I’m here if you need me, you could grab my hand
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| You ain’t tryna fuck it up? |
| Do it for the 'Gram
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Bitch, bounce that shit
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| Ayy, bitch, go and bounce that shit (Bounce that shit)
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| Bitch, go and bounce that shit (It's Queen)
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Watch me make it clap like it’s a round of applause
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| If you ain’t shakin' ass, it ain’t no need to be involved
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| Why you pop out to this party to be standin' on the wall?
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| Lightskins and darkskins, shit I guess I like 'em all |
| Bend over and touch my toes and make it wiggle
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| Play with these niggas feelings like it’s monkey in the middle
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| Ain’t answering no questions, I ain’t here to solve a riddle
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| This pussy giving flavors, you can come and taste the Skittle
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| And if he tell me hike, then I’ma go and score a touchdown
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| We started as friends, but he be all up in my gut now
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| They sendin' backshots, got me growin' a lil' butt now
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| They like to turn me up, play my song inside the club now
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| Tell me throw it back, then I’ma make it clap
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| Look you dead in your eyes when I sit it on your lap
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| I wanna see how you react, skinny bitch, the pussy fat
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| So let me use your tongue and put it where my pussy at, you hear me?
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit
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| Throw that ass, bitch, go and bounce that shit |
| A hundred bands up, watch me count that shit |