POPPY 451

[Chorus]
Love the way you grindin' that booty on me
Girl, you is a dime, why you lookin' lonely?
Go buy another round, put it all on me
As long as I'm around want it all on me
Want it all on, want it all on, want it all on

[Verse 1]
Pour another shot, my nigga
I can, I can never beg you with a letter (A letter)
I got twenty one lines on my dresser, yes sir, yes sir
Ayy, uh, yes sir, yes sir (Yes sir, yes sir)
Looking at lil' mama I'ma reck it (I'ma reck it)
Ayy, she might let me fuck this second
Ayy, I got plenty bitches, but nobody compares
The way lil' mama walks up them stairs (Yup)
Girl, what you're doin' in a club like this?
You freaky, I can tell by the way that you sip
Your drink, ayy, look, sip, your drink, uh-uh
I got something new for this special latina (Latina)
In my hands are two different tequilas (Tequila)
Ones a [?] and ones that [?] ([?])
But either way you're gonna end up in my sheets, uh (Hoo-hoo)
Yeah, your big batty (Batty, hoo-hoo)
Mama's tookin' that tri (That tri, hoo-hoo)
Until you get thrown out (Oh-oh)
Until your back gets broken (Oh-oh)