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(Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) (Ooh, ooh) Yeah, uh Bring a nigga and a bitch too I don't listen to that shit, I just skim through Yeah, I got my giddy on and some SKIMS too 'Cause I'm a girl's girl and I be showin' skin too Uh, fat ass and it make him nervous (Uh) But I don't give it up if he don't deserve it (Uh) Am I doin' too much? That's to be determined And I'm gettin' slim, don't ask me to be the bigger person, ho (Woo) Don't get it fucked up, my nigga (No, no) If that bitch bad, I'ma tip her (Uh-huh) Tonight might fuck up my liver (Uh-huh) That dick make my coochie quiver (What's up?) Hit the nigga, leave him on delivered (Woo) Now he trippin', damn, I got him triggered (Woo) He said, "Coochie, bring that," I said, "Boy, I figured" It's a gripper, it's a dripper He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) When I bend it over Letras de cancionesWhen I bend it over He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) When I bend it over When I bend it over I be like, uh, what's up, baby? I'ma shoot my shot like I think I'm KD I'm a firework, so I think I'm Katy I like when he get mad, he be like, "Fuck you," fuck me (Fuck me) What that dick do? Now I'm curious, booski Oh, period, pooski And it's bigger than Druski I told him, "No, boo" and now he eatin' my sushi (Ooh) Don't get it fucked up, my nigga (No, no) If that bitch bad, I'ma tip her (Uh-huh) Tonight might fuck up my liver (Uh-huh) That dick make my coochie quiver (What's up?) Hit the nigga, leave him on delivered (Woo) Now he trippin', damn, I got him triggered (Woo) He said, "Coochie, bring that," I said, "Boy, I figured" It's a gripper, it's a dripper He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) When I bend it over (Bend it over, bend it over) When I bend it over (Bend it over, bend it over) He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) He be like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee) When I bend it over (Bend it over) When I bend it over (Bend it over, bend it over) Clap with her, Hercules, Hercules Clap with her, Hercules, Hercules (Clap) Bend over, hurt your knees, hurt your knees (Yeah) Bend over, hurt your knees, hurt your knees (What's up?) 'Bout to be sick of me, shit 'Bout to be sick of me, yeah All of that in them jeans, ooh It's a fantasy, fantasy Ooh, ooh, ooh, wee From Letras Mania