Lemme get it, ain't no playing with it
Lemme get it, Lemme get it
How you make it shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot?
You so automatic
Can't blow MCU
Five stars going off on it baby
I love how you flex
Your stye is so crazy, you're on fire on the Saturday
Do it prom, girl, gotta get you
Ain't no way I'm waiting
The one you came in with
Tell that boy forget it
Ladies, what's to tell them?
'Cause I got them next
She don't need no explanation
Let me see and figure it out
Your eyes are telling that you're riding with me
But I'd be lying if I did admit it
The things I wanna see to you right there
I will say them but I just can't say, tell I said it
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
You gotta promise
If I let you hop up
Then the three we gon' turn up
Then the sea, you like riding don't ya
You like riding don't ya
I've done said it
Now it's you gon' do
For my introduction
You got me focused
Now it's time for you show me love
A trophy on my desk, diamond in your wall
Love to see you shining like a proper superstar
You got me asmathic
'Cause you're like a perfect ballerina
I'm on my Brad Pitt, come and be my future Angelina
Baby if you let me love you
I ain't never gon' stop
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
Your eyes are telling that you're riding with me
But I'd be lying if I did admit it
The things I wanna see to you right there
I will say them but I just can't say, tell I said it
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
You're a banga, banga, banga, banga
I wanna pleasure you babe
You fall in 90s over a girl who gonna make it bad
You promise if I make you mine
You promise if I make you mine
You ain't gonna play with that
Show me where that turn off
You gotta promise
If I let you hop up
Then the three we gon' turn up
Then the sea, you like riding don't ya
You like riding don't ya
You like riding don't ya
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