Baby Boy Is Drunk

(Got the beat by powers and we just made a banger) Let's get it working, baby Why you waiting? Girl, just dance on me You looking perfect but you aggravating, baby, stand on me Let's get it percolating, holleration in this dancery She gon' regurgitate it, stir it, taste it Purring, bitch, you flee? Peep that ass cheeks She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent Say she like my style Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad What I put up he can't match it Hey, ooh (ayy) Peep that ass cheeks She asked me my sign (shake that ass, bitch) I'm distracted by her accent Say she like my style (shake that ass, bitch) Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad (shake that ass, bitch) What I put up he can't match it Mad shit, that's what we on? Would you put a mic in front of King Kong? Need a bad bitch with a pink thong She get stupid happy, little jeans on You step to me then you dead wrong That's your last wrong, no more treats, oh And your girl here with no pants on I console her 'cause her man's gone Never fight, I just break it up With a jump kick, now you raising up Like it's Sunday and you praising up Tylenol in yo' double cup Eat you up like a Reese's cup Safe to say that your time is up Peep that ass cheeks She asked me my sign (shake that ass, bitch) I'm distracted by her accent Say she like my style (shake that ass, bitch) Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad (shake that ass, bitch) What I put up he can't match it Hey, ooh (ayy) Peep that ass cheeks She asked me my sign (shake that ass, bitch) I'm distracted by her accent Say she like my style (shake that ass, bitch) Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad (shake that ass, bitch) What I put up he can't match it (yeah) Let's get it poppin', baby (yeah) Why they so infatuated? Sheesh He talk it big talk, gigantic when he off the Hennessy Professor Lupin turned to a dog Pop that collar, Bichon Frisé Lunar matrix, color-graded With a condo vacancy Know you wanna party I can see it in his eyes Do it all for the paper Rip me off like a disguise You want brain then call it brainless You want teeth, tits in your face You lost today, I'm talking ways I'm talkin Gambit, triple A, yeah Peep that ass cheeks I pulled up pretty hard Now I'm leaving with the hatchet Baby, check the time so he say he wanna smash it Said he like my style Really he just robbin' assets Peep that ass cheeks (yeah) She asked me my sign (shake that ass, bitch) I'm distracted by her accent (bitch) Say she like my style (shake that ass, bitch) Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad (shake that ass, bitch) What I put up he can't match it Hey, ooh (ayy) Peep that ass cheeks She asked me my sign (shake that ass, bitch) I'm distracted by her accent Say she like my style (shake that ass, bitch) Told her I just love her assets Think her nigga mad (shake that ass, bitch) What I put up he can't match it