[Intro: Fergie & will.i.am]
What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside yo' trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside 'em jeans?
I'ma make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
'Cause of my hump

[Verse 1: CurtNextDoor & Fergie]
Now you know what I'm sayin'
Spot an opp and you know I ain't playin'
Where you gon' duck when these bullets start flamin'?
Free Jay Gz for accurate aimin'
Haters mad that my diamonds not changin'
Skipped the line, I ain't wanna be [?]
Switched it up, don't wanna be basic
Looks, check it out

[Chorus: CurtNextDoor]
Baby, come dance with a demon
Two, three shooters gon' shoot for no reason
Heard it was clickin', she see [?]
Me and the bros gon' gotta get even
Buyin' drip, got shit with no meanin'
Bitches on dick and they do it for free
Tryna make it and go on a spree
Don't ever be scared, we all gotta bleed
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