Hey, uh-huh.
Yeah, I'm a bad boy doing good things.
Got a lemonade whip, checkin' wings With a bad bitch, she's quite thick So I might just pop myself a chain tonight
Slingshot it with a tank top.
I'ma let him watch it on my cake pop.
Yeah, yeah.
Young Bill making his trop.
So I might just take your woman for a night Everybody in the whole building I said, everybody in the whole building
Come on, follow along, feel the groove, and get yourself to move.
Get your ass to the dance floor.
It's your answer to dance flow.
Come on, follow along.
Feel the groove.
Yeah, there's no one.
to pick a girl, pick a boy, spin around like a toy, grab my hands.
Put them close.
Put some rap.
Do the most.
I said, bring a girl.
Come on.
Bring a boy.
Come on.
Spin around.
Come on.
Like a toy.
I said, grab my hands.
Come on.
Put them close.
Come on.
Oh, yeah.
Put some rap.
Come on.
Do the most.
Let's go.
Hand him her a whip on the side.
Now I'm lookin' fly Baby, no money on, baby, I'm fine 30-minute hits, yeah, why would I lie?
Pop all night, we pacify.
Crazy bad girls on my side.
Think I need a trial.
Confidence is peaking, I'm a really nice guy.
That's a fine lady, yo, girl, you wanna drive?
Can't you feel these sparks tonight?
Everybody in the whole building.
I said, everybody in the whole building.
Come on, follow along, feel the groove, and get yourself to move.
Get your ass to the dance floor.
I said, get your ass to the dance floor.
Come on, follow along, feel the groove.
Yeah, there's no one.
to break a girl, break a boy, spin around like a toy, grab my hands.
Put them close.
Push them back.
Do the most.
I said, pick a girl.
Come on.
Pick a boy.
Come on.
Spin around.
Come on.
Like a toy.
I said, grab my hands.
Come on.
Put them close.
Come on.
Oh, yeah.
Push them back.
Come on.
Do the most.
Let's go.
Pick a girl.
Come on.
Pick a boy.
Come on.
Spin him round.
Come on.
Like a toy.
I said.
Grab him hands.
Come on.
Put him close.
Come on.
Put some rap.
Do the most.
Drip like a faucet.
Yeah, Billy Saucin'.
Three gold chains keep me cold, Steve Austin.
And I'm lit, don't care about tomorrow.
Me and a couple girls headed to the condo.
baby no money got the bag and young day chilling he been running up the bands flexed on my axe got me feeling like the man and all i ever do is drop hits that's the plan
Bye.
Thank you.
