[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams & Helen Lasichanh]
The one that she fuck with (Drop), she love how I touch it
She how love how it feel, I'm up in her stomach (Bag it up)
Ain’t on no budget, so no jewellers touch it (Ayy)
Don't bust down no watches (Ayy)
Only these bitches you cuff, so let's talk about wrist (Drop it)
Not talkin’ 'bout that lil' toy on your wrist (Bag it up)
That is a RoRo, but this is a Rich (Ayy)
Two-point-five somethin' there, how does it fit?
I got new yellow kicks just to run all my errands (Drop)
Got the vaccine 'cause you niggas is variants (Bag it up)
Just got the Viking to fish with my parents (Ayy)
Gold on my teeth 'cause it matches my larynx (Ayy)
I just told Tiffany's make my epiphany (Drop)
Clear yellow carbon, I F with it vividly (Bag it up)
LaF number two, but the roof back in Italy (Ayy)
Shoutout to my honeys, I heard y'all was missin’ me
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Helen Lasichanh]
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе (What)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe (Bag it up)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе (Ayy)
Stick that ass out with puckered lips
And drip is soft if you ain’t touchin' chips
Or half a million to fuck up with (Ayy)
If not, you better off duckin’ him (Ayy)
The one that she fuck with (Drop), she love how I touch it
She how love how it feel, I'm up in her stomach (Bag it up)
Ain’t on no budget, so no jewellers touch it (Ayy)
Don't bust down no watches (Ayy)
Only these bitches you cuff, so let's talk about wrist (Drop it)
Not talkin’ 'bout that lil' toy on your wrist (Bag it up)
That is a RoRo, but this is a Rich (Ayy)
Two-point-five somethin' there, how does it fit?
I got new yellow kicks just to run all my errands (Drop)
Got the vaccine 'cause you niggas is variants (Bag it up)
Just got the Viking to fish with my parents (Ayy)
Gold on my teeth 'cause it matches my larynx (Ayy)
I just told Tiffany's make my epiphany (Drop)
Clear yellow carbon, I F with it vividly (Bag it up)
LaF number two, but the roof back in Italy (Ayy)
Shoutout to my honeys, I heard y'all was missin’ me
[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Helen Lasichanh]
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе (What)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babe (Bag it up)
Bust it, babe, bust it, bust it, babе (Ayy)
Stick that ass out with puckered lips
And drip is soft if you ain’t touchin' chips
Or half a million to fuck up with (Ayy)
If not, you better off duckin’ him (Ayy)
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