Shots Ghostface Killah, Busta Rhymes & Serani (Ft. Harl3y)
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[Intro: Serani]
On and on and on
These girls keep staring
On and on and on
This party is going
On and on and on
On and on and on
On and on
[Chorus: Serani]
Yo Ghost, let's take these hoes to Ocho Rios
And gyal of many man, bingo
Reposado, Reposado, Reposado
Girl, drink up
Shots, shots, Casamigo
Shots, shots, Reposado
Shots, shots, tequila, tequila, tequila
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yo, yo
Your glow is brighter than jasmine rice
Arch your back, twerk it, it's so precise
Grind on it, real slow, come and wind on it
A lot of shade in the room, we gonna shine on it
Jamaican rum and the killa scotch
Somebody call the ambulance, I'ma kill the box
Worm in the water, dead from the tequila shot
Winding on me so hard she could feel a knot
We got the Motts though, she got thе hots though
We got the roscoe, freezе!
We got the props though, watch out for 5-0
Don't let the dance floor, breathe!
Somebody yelled, these hoes ain't loyal
I replied, these girls ain't for you
Then he said these girls are spoiled
But she the one I need
On and on and on
These girls keep staring
On and on and on
This party is going
On and on and on
On and on and on
On and on
[Chorus: Serani]
Yo Ghost, let's take these hoes to Ocho Rios
And gyal of many man, bingo
Reposado, Reposado, Reposado
Girl, drink up
Shots, shots, Casamigo
Shots, shots, Reposado
Shots, shots, tequila, tequila, tequila
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yo, yo
Your glow is brighter than jasmine rice
Arch your back, twerk it, it's so precise
Grind on it, real slow, come and wind on it
A lot of shade in the room, we gonna shine on it
Jamaican rum and the killa scotch
Somebody call the ambulance, I'ma kill the box
Worm in the water, dead from the tequila shot
Winding on me so hard she could feel a knot
We got the Motts though, she got thе hots though
We got the roscoe, freezе!
We got the props though, watch out for 5-0
Don't let the dance floor, breathe!
Somebody yelled, these hoes ain't loyal
I replied, these girls ain't for you
Then he said these girls are spoiled
But she the one I need
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