I'm in love, I'm in love, and it's bringing me joy
Hey, baby, RK
Na, na, ya, she can wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, she do wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, they wanna eat it all
Na, na, she's a boy, you better have your heart
Na, na, ya, she can wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, she do wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, they wanna eat it all
Na, na, she's a boy, you better have your heart
Na, na, who they beat, uh-huh
Na, na, yeah, that's me, that's me
Na, na, came to studio and slide up on his beat
Na, na, came to ski, ski
Na, na, came to beat
Na, na, came to concert at the Seamanburg in New York
Yeah, high-five with a booty
What's the Wi-Fi?
Yeah, that's me
Can't let a bitch call near my phone
Cause she gon' spill it out on my secret, yo
Trust nobody, yeah, bitch, I mean it
Crack it out with tears on the front of ya face
Expand my nails or the bad bitch come near
Holdin' my hands like the way you did this
Damn, what's up?
Ain't you credible at first, yo
Swore off the weird-ass shape, ass-blonde
Can't roll it with, *, it's tar, *
I can't make much, hold on, sing like a lover boy
I'm deep, though
Everybody doin' my thing, doin' my dance
Like the fly, I ain't even done yet
Na, na, ya, she can wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, she do wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, they wanna eat it all
Got nice kids, boy, you better hide your hoes
Na, na, ya, she can wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, she do wear all types of clothes
Na, na, ya, they wanna eat it all
Got nice kids, boy, you better hide your hoes
Thank you.