Slap 8Ball (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Chorus: 8Ball]
This that slap, slap, slap
Slap, slap, slap, slap
Make a bitch booty clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, clap, clap
This that slap, slap, slap
Slap, slap, slap, slap
Make a bitch booty clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, clap, clap

[Verse 1: 8Ball]
We go on, on, on and on and on
Like the smell on your clothes, when you riding, smoking that strong
I'm intoxicated, lane to lane, texting on my phone
My [?] telling me to slow down, I told lil bitch I'm grown
To the floor with the petal, heavy metal on my waist
I'm so Biggie in my drop, with my Versaces on my face
Goddamn, I'm on one, I can't explain it, I'm so [?]
Santa Claus, North Pole, know what that mean? I'm so cold
When I'm on this, when I'm on that
When I'm [?] pimp, tight [?] lack
I be on that, be on this
Getting that bread, fuck a bitch
Give me them racks, give me them stacks
Give mе them bands in my hands
When I run out on stage and grab thе mic, and my DJ [?]