Woah (feat. Conor Maynard)

Bad bitch from the East side

I'ma die that for pussy, hit it nine times

Flew her first class just for one night

If your man calls, tell him that your phone died

Woah now, gotta slow down

In Miami, man, I swear that shit my hometown

She gotta tight dress with the ice out

She my Gwen Stefani, I ma fuck her no doubt

I’m feeling like the man right now (right now)

Couple thousands in my hand right now (right now)

I'ma throw a couple bands right now (right now)

I'ma make a stripper dance right now (right now)

Woah

Girl, that body woah

I got somewhere we can go

I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight

Baby, you and I

Woah

Girl, that body woah

I got somewhere we can go

I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight

Baby, you and I like woah

Like woah, like woah

Got a biddie out in every city that I go

Spanish papi getting money like I’m El Chapo

Spanish mami wanna fuck me like I'm Don Pablo

Met a bitch up in tape

Took her back to my place

But she don’t wanna wait

Had to fuck in the Raif

Caught a flight to LA

Got a car from the gate

To the hills where I stay

Yeah, the boy got it made

Woah

Girl, that body woah

I got somewhere we can go

I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight

Baby, you and I

Woah

Girl, that body woah

I got somewhere we can go

I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight

Baby, you and I

Woah

Girl, that body woah

I got somewhere we can go

I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight

Baby, you and I like woah