[Intro: Akon, BlockWork & Both]
Elias Beatz
Hey ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know the fuckin' vibes)
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
Shake your body like a belly dancer (Suck my dick, nigga)
Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah, it's BlockWork, bitch nigga)
Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know my fuckin' vibe)
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Run, you die, nigga)
Shake your body like a belly dancer (Grrah-grrah, grrah)
[Verse 1: BlockWork & Akon]
I'ma flock that, I don't give a fuck
If he front, he get hit in his gut
I'm that demon, I'm clutchin' my gun
If I up it, I bet they he run
Make a move, pass the chop, you know I'ma oot
You a fool, chat on the net, I'ma come to your school
Stay with my gun, that's the number one rule
I'ma flock, hit you and your mans
Dummy done ran, see the gun in my pants
A shot for this Glock, gon' fuck up his stance
I beat up the pussy, she like, "Give me a chance"
I'm like, "Drop it", pass the G-Lock you know I'ma pop it
I'm like, "Shake it", for the gang she finna get naked
Grrah-grrah, grrah
I'm with Buna, he sending shots that's gon bust your medulla
Lil Rah got left in the uber
Sha got shot by a bitch, you not a ooter
Ayo, JayDee, let's go crazy
With my knocker, I think her name Katie
I'ma up if he think he gon' play me
Hang out the backseat, you know I go crazy, grrah-grrah
Sha Lim better duck, I just wanna (just wanna see you touch the ground)
Noah, Yellow, Diddy
Bitch I'm lit, keep a gun in my city
Off the perc, I go dumb with the sitchy
Me and Buna go 50 for 50
Dot on his head, I'm tryna just pack him
Yo stop, your mommas a crackhead
And you know that we smokin' on all deads
EBK and you know we on all red
In the field, I be clutchin' my steel, and my momma be tellin' me chill
But I'm tryna flock on a opp, I'm tryna knock off his top
In the drop I was stirrin' the pot, like, send a shot
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Elias Beatz
Hey ladies, drop it down
Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know the fuckin' vibes)
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza
Shake your body like a belly dancer (Suck my dick, nigga)
Hey ladies, drop it down (Grrah, it's BlockWork, bitch nigga)
Just wanna see you touch the ground (Y'all know my fuckin' vibe)
Don't be shy, girl, go bananza (Run, you die, nigga)
Shake your body like a belly dancer (Grrah-grrah, grrah)
[Verse 1: BlockWork & Akon]
I'ma flock that, I don't give a fuck
If he front, he get hit in his gut
I'm that demon, I'm clutchin' my gun
If I up it, I bet they he run
Make a move, pass the chop, you know I'ma oot
You a fool, chat on the net, I'ma come to your school
Stay with my gun, that's the number one rule
I'ma flock, hit you and your mans
Dummy done ran, see the gun in my pants
A shot for this Glock, gon' fuck up his stance
I beat up the pussy, she like, "Give me a chance"
I'm like, "Drop it", pass the G-Lock you know I'ma pop it
I'm like, "Shake it", for the gang she finna get naked
Grrah-grrah, grrah
I'm with Buna, he sending shots that's gon bust your medulla
Lil Rah got left in the uber
Sha got shot by a bitch, you not a ooter
Ayo, JayDee, let's go crazy
With my knocker, I think her name Katie
I'ma up if he think he gon' play me
Hang out the backseat, you know I go crazy, grrah-grrah
Sha Lim better duck, I just wanna (just wanna see you touch the ground)
Noah, Yellow, Diddy
Bitch I'm lit, keep a gun in my city
Off the perc, I go dumb with the sitchy
Me and Buna go 50 for 50
Dot on his head, I'm tryna just pack him
Yo stop, your mommas a crackhead
And you know that we smokin' on all deads
EBK and you know we on all red
In the field, I be clutchin' my steel, and my momma be tellin' me chill
But I'm tryna flock on a opp, I'm tryna knock off his top
In the drop I was stirrin' the pot, like, send a shot
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
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