[Intro: YG]
Hahaha
This strict ass shit, ha
Nah I'm playin', you know we like the strip club
You a nasty ass motherfucker
Cállate, Mike Crook
You gon' walk up in that bitch
Scott Storch
You gotta throw hunnids, hunnids
[?] nigga stop playin'
[Chorus: YG]
How you fit it with a ass so fat? (So fat?)
How I'm 'posed to pass on that? (On that)
You bad and got racks on racks
You gon' make a old nigga have asthma attack
Go girl
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl
[Verse 1: YG]
Ass, ass, ass, ass
All in a nigga face when a bitch pass
Left hand thinking 'bout to grab
Right hand thinking 'bout to grab ass
How you fit all that ass in them jeans? (How you fit it?)
Fashion Nova stop playin' with me (Stop playin')
You glowed up girl, now you bling, bling, bling, bling, bling
Takin' care of your baby, that's a priority
So for these blue faces, she gon' buss it down for me (Buss it down)
Left cheek, right cheek, feel it on the D (Oh)
Still don't know how you fit it all up in them jeans (Oh)
That's what I don't know (Don't know)
But somehow she's able
She took a bag and did the Tootsie Roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hahaha
This strict ass shit, ha
Nah I'm playin', you know we like the strip club
You a nasty ass motherfucker
Cállate, Mike Crook
You gon' walk up in that bitch
Scott Storch
You gotta throw hunnids, hunnids
[?] nigga stop playin'
[Chorus: YG]
How you fit it with a ass so fat? (So fat?)
How I'm 'posed to pass on that? (On that)
You bad and got racks on racks
You gon' make a old nigga have asthma attack
Go girl
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl, go girl, go girl (Go)
Go girl
[Verse 1: YG]
Ass, ass, ass, ass
All in a nigga face when a bitch pass
Left hand thinking 'bout to grab
Right hand thinking 'bout to grab ass
How you fit all that ass in them jeans? (How you fit it?)
Fashion Nova stop playin' with me (Stop playin')
You glowed up girl, now you bling, bling, bling, bling, bling
Takin' care of your baby, that's a priority
So for these blue faces, she gon' buss it down for me (Buss it down)
Left cheek, right cheek, feel it on the D (Oh)
Still don't know how you fit it all up in them jeans (Oh)
That's what I don't know (Don't know)
But somehow she's able
She took a bag and did the Tootsie Roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
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