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