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Her Favorite Song

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Her Favorite Song

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Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

Somebody need to tell the DJ to play it all night long

Posted in the club she's like what's up with me

She looking hell right, I'm like what's up with you

Your ex boyfriend, you can't fuck with me

She said never mind him, I'm tryina fuck with you

Like I know what's up bitch, show you right

Probably lose your mind and I'll show the pipe

I'm a lose my mind and she ain't using mine

On my dick, looking like a model, super fly

Her ex ain't here but he a corn dog

I ain't even had to want her

Stay behind her, dance, like coin started

We're freaks and we do it like some porn stars

Bout to lay her down like in the booth with a burst

She wanted off top we didn't have to converse

Pussy about to get merk, like it been doing dirt

Heavenly stroke 'cause I blew up in the church

I'm working, man, turned up for certain, man

Bad bitch be lurking, man

The way her body on me, it was perfect, man

In my ear telling how I'm the perfect man, how she down for me

Put it down on me, all I could say was damn

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

Somebody need to tell the Dj to play it all night long

The way she popped her ass to this song

Yellow bone skin tone

Staring at me but don't notice, she busting it to my

Shorty not even solo, she a dime plus two

Good thing that I'm with my bros, though

I'll turn up with you

Said I could tell how you move, how you move

This your song, lifted them curves

Hopped on the stick, no words, she there to put in that work

Work, work, work, work

Said let's go and do her work, work, work, work

And I'm like wow, the bitch is thirsty

Yeah, she going in, go and hand her above the friends

If it wasn't for me she wouldn't have a chance

Luckily you were... I'm hoping that she not a fan

She know the old song, I'm a have to take that thong off

As long as this is your song

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

Somebody need to tell the DJ to play it all night long

Oh, yeah, all my niggas in here

Hold your bottles to chance,

Spend their money from that ship

Hey, little mamma, come here, let's get some in your year

The way you moving that body got me riding on you like this

Oh, my swag drippy, looking hell sassy

Here we ball on looking hell

Bunch of girls get me, they all looking bossy

Bobbies caged up and lips looking glossy

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

Now, you already know what's up

I ain't gotta say it, see my eyes and they showing up

Need a pare of shades, turn the lights down

She just wanna move her body to the right sound

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

I can tell how she move, how she move

This her song

Somebody need to tell the Dj to play it all night long

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