Uh huh, yeah, yeah

Uh huh, yeah, Storch

Uh, uh huh, yeah

Boo yah, you hit the lotto

'Cause Chuck had a bottle

And I'm feelin' tight woozy

Feelin' like Jacuzzi

Soak and you smokin'

Cali Kush and chokin'

My pink nipples pokin'

You ready to stroke it?

Jokin', ain't sweet to bag it

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Resume got to be spotless

For you to tag it

I'm a handful like fat ass

When you grab it

Take a stab

Cold turkey in my attic (tell me)

Ever had a bitch like me?

You ain't never had a chick like C

All struck, tossed up

'Bout the way I flow

But so low, that's the way I roll

So let's go, but uh

Hold up, wait a minute who he?

Gangsta, gangsta, sure enough, oooh eeeh

Come ride if you come my way

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'Cause all night is the way I play (ok)

Now what you sayin' again?

Tell me what it's hittin' for

You only got 4 minutes like

I'm 'bout to spit it

Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah)

Don't talk just do it

Don't beat around the bush get to it

Hope you got your wing up

Better drink a Redbull

In a minute I'm a make you lose it

You lose it, you lose it

CB goin' make you lose it

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I got my low cut jeans

You can see my G-String

Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it

Listen, I ain't startin' nothin'

I ain't finishin'

Pressed to get me in horizontal position

And comin' at me sideways

I ain't listenin'

You let the fuck up

Boy I'm nitro glycerine

Firestarter, if you right I go harder

My guard up, your jaw up

Runnin' your black carter

Shake 'em up, explode

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Like chic soda, it's

Coca-cola keep blowin' my Motorola

Told ya I need a soldier

Think you in love with a stripper

Like T-Pain where that pole up

And I ain't talkin' metal I'm talkin'

Hold the fuckin' sunshine

Tell wifey you 'bout to roll what

And it ain't Kush wet hash or haze

It's them lips legs and ass

That fuckin' amaze

Come ride if you're comin' my way

And all night still the way I play then (ok)

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Now what you sayin' again?

Tell me what it's hittin' for

You only got 4 minutes like

I'm 'bout to spit it

Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah)

Don't talk just do it

Don't beat around the bush get to it

Hope you got your wing up

Better drink a Redbull

In a minute I'm a make you lose it

You lose it, you lose it

CB goin' make you lose it

I got my low cut jeans

You can see my G-String

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Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it

Charli got the good and plenty (plenty)

I'm a perform for you (for you)

I hope you didn't bite off

More than you can chew (chew)

Go ahead and take a shot of Henne (Henne)

'Cause I'm about to work you out (ow)

No need for conversation ('sation)

Just show me what you're all about (ow!)

The metal to the pedal, skip the chit-chat

Mix Sprite with dip-n-dab and told 'em sit back

10 minutes later you feelin' that kick back

Get kicked in my flick, I hand picked 'em

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Stressed to lick their, seat belt clicked and

He clicked off, I got hit off and I ain't victim

Bounce game sickening, that's the way I play

But all night after hustling, you need to stay (ok)

Now what you sayin' again?

Tell me what it's hittin' for

You only got 4 minutes like

I'm 'bout to spit it

Doin' 5, I hit the door (woah)

Don't talk just do it

Don't beat around the bush get to it

Hope you got your wing up

Better drink a Redbull

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In a minute I'm a make you lose it

You lose it, you lose it

CB goin' make you lose it

I got my low cut jeans

You can see my G-String

Guaranteed I'm a make you lose it