Chorus I got ass cheeks on my white tee All these hoes keep gridin' on me Coming in the club every night of the week Keep a nigga poppin' them chrispy white tees x2 La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La, La La La La La La Verse 1 (Southern Smoke) Its your boy Venny O Mr. Outrageous The kush is blazin' These bitches is racin' Cuz a nigga is famous She asked for a dance I said baby get naked Now she got me up against the wall Ass pressed tight against my balls She's feeling on me And i'm feeling on her Look down I got ass cheeks on my shirt
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Verse 2 (Sourthern Smoke) Next day(Its your boy) Right back Fresh from the spot got a brand new pack Fresh from the trap got a brand new sack White tees on deck just pop the tag No way shit could happen twice Caught me a chick looking oh so nice Started out with one dance Ended up with ten Looked down when she was done bitch got me again