When the beat go like that boom boom
Girl I wanna put you up in my room
I wanna put you up against that blue
Girl you wanna pay to take your clothes off
Everybody don't like it slow
Consider me one of them folks
Let's get to it,
get to it, get to it, get to it
Kinda crunk and I'm a missy
Like a loop blast in my smushy
Must've had a shot of that new Patron
Now I'm in my boxers and I'm like, boy, don't
Everybody don't like it slow
Consider me one of them four
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it
That's the way I like it
That's the way you like it
That's the way we like it
If you love, you'll believe
Yo, Lydia,
it's your birthday
Yo, Bird Girl, it's your birthday
Yo, Percy, it's your birthday We're making love to boogie
Now I feel it all in my bones
When I keep up with the tempo
Work it all night till your back gets sore
So now we just can't take it no more
Girl, your ass like,
dog You clap back to lick me up close And I'm like
When I get in them drawers
Catch you here in tangles
I'm grabbing on your ankles
I'm gripping on your handles
I'm hitting on different angles
Like ten, five, six, ten, six, bullet Ten, five, six, ten, six, bullet Ten, five, six, ten, six, bullet Let me see you pop it,
pop it That's the way I like it
That's the way you like it
That's the way we like it
Making love to bullet and guns Yo, A-Reds!
It's your birthday
Yo, Scorio! Making love to bullet and guns
I don't stop, get it, get it, pop that Gucci, let me hit it
I wanna rock, I wanna rock, let me get a little bit of that dope
It's been a while