Verse
BoBo Swae]
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We about to pop a hundred bottles
Bm C#m
Let me see who's coming with
F#m
Girl, you got the body of a goddess
Bm C#m
Got to send you down a gift
F#m
I love the way you shake that ass up on that pole
Bm C#m
You movin' very swift
F#m Bm C#m
You doin' it way too good, a million dollar tip
F#m Bm
This what you deserve, million dollar curve
C#m F#m
Girl, you got that nerve when I make you swerve
Bm C#m
I just wanna go and feel that fuckin' purse
F#m Bm
You ain't never had a nigga like this
C#m
Work, work, work, work, work
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
F#m Bm C#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
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I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
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The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
F#m Bm C#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
F#m Bm C#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
F#m Bm C#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
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Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
F#m Bm C#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
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Switch the Phantom to the old school, to the bike, to the Wraith
F#m Bm C#m
Bitches say I'm actin' Hollywood but I'm never actin' fake
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When you see me better take a picture, it'll last a little longer
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Foreign bitch, no souvenirs but a travel bag on her
F#m Bm C#m
She said, I got a way with words
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We call it showbizz cause they show out on the turf
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At the telly smokin', fuckin', don't disturb
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My bitch so bad she might could get away with murder
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
F#m Bm C#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
F#m Bm C#m
I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
F#m Bm C#m
The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
F#m Bm C#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
F#m Bm C#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
F#m Bm C#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
F#m Bm C#m
Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
F#m Bm C#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'
[Verse 3: BoBo Swae]
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We caught 'em hatin' from the side but we ain't worried
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Man we killin' all this shit, we leave 'em buried
F#m Bm C#m
You better come and save the game, I'm in a hurry
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I'm 'bout to go and take this shot, bitch, yea I'm Curry
F#m Bm C#m
I got my words on words
F#m Bm C#m
I'm on a zoot, I'm slurrin
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She gotta bust her pussy, yea, I make it purrr
F#m Bm C#m
She out her shirt, she out her shirt
F#m Bm C#m
A young country nigga got it out the dirt
[Hook: BoBo Swae]
F#m Bm C#m
I ball out the lot (lot)
F#m Bm C#m
I'm like, look what I got (look what I got)
F#m Bm C#m
The pimpin' ain't gon' never stop (I promise, promise)
F#m Bm C#m
We takin' this shit to the top (all the way)
F#m Bm C#m
What you mean, I got to spazz on 'em? (not again)
F#m Bm C#m
Shawty bad, she got an ass on her (she a ten)
F#m Bm C#m
Man, I'm 'bout to the hit the club again (yeah)
F#m Bm C#m
Pour me up that Ace of Spades and Henn'