[Chorus: Trav]
I said [?] fast, like a drug store
Feeling like a champion when she be on the pole
Imma make it rain, Imma make it pour
Feeling like a champion when she be on the pole
Imma make it rain, and Imma make it pour
Shorty get low, and low and low

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Oo walking through the club
Drunk off that Remy, feeling myself
Oh oh
Bands on me
If your ass broke, get the fuck away from me
Oo
That bitch is on the pole
Throwing up these bands, [?]
Drop it, drop it to the floor
Baby won't you buss it?
My Cali girl bus it
Oh
Money, let it go
[?] let it go
Baby drop it low
20's, 50's, hundreds on the floor
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