Oh my God Becky look at your butt It's so fucking big like oh my God Oh my God Becky look at your butt It's so fucking big like oh my God
Get low when you see this Lock eyes with the boy in the Gucci vest I wanna make nice with your ups Aww too cute to be dubius But I think it's fine in this moment of time For you to unite my two pieces ooh Grap tight like you mean it I wanna break by what you resist Swear I'm never like this No I've never done this nuh uh not one But I can't seem to help the fact That I wanna climb you Right to the top bunk Grab pipe and hop up Get down in the sand at La Costa I love you, no I'm lying I'm lion bitch mufasa
Let's do what your best friend Sitting in the back seat dreezed Wishes that he could Lipstick on your cheek Kiss that first name drop that And talking eastwood Oh yeah he good he good That's what I'm all about Gig so hard my pants fall off Gig so hard make my pants fall down In love with the bass I make That back clap harder than human hands could On about how the other ones that you have had Just weren't as good More bass, more bass, more bass But drop the 'B' I'll bite your lip then copy me The we repeat obviously A birthday cake, a b c Don't be shy, take a piece Stay the night, fucking leave One night is all I need