Lyrics

God Damnnn Is he from Soda City Yea, Sav Sav Sav Hold up, you said 2k made this beat God damn, shawty bad she can do that shit wit no hands She such a freak I love it when she grind to slow jams She bend it over touch her toes I be up on dat, I be up on dat God damn shawty bad independent don't need no man She got her own she such a boss and yea she know dat No, she don't need me I just come round when she want it I be up on dat Goddamn, I be delivering packages like the postman Sweep a nigga off of the stage just like the sandman Any nigga run up wrong then he a dead man I'm blooded up I scream that shit til' im a dead man I did this shit on my own ain't had a helping hand Did it on my own ain no help I made my better days When they was doubting I stayed down and kept on catching plays I joined the army got up out now they congratulate Some say I'm cast away But ion feel no ways Cinderfella ma I'm feeling like I'm fucking Dana Dane I know I'm off the chain If you ain't gang can't hang And you ain riding wimme if you ain toating mane God damn, shawty bad she can do that shit wit no hands She such a freak I love it when she grind to slow jams She bend it over touch her toes I be up on dat, I be up on dat God damn shawty bad independent don't need no man She got her own she such a boss and yea she know dat No, she don't need me I just come round when she want it I be up on dat She moving that body She shake it fast then she drop it Yea she my lotus flower bomb I play wit it she blossom We making movies She throw a fit when I hit it Thumb in her booty She got that Georgia peach Dat ass do some to me Girl do yo dance for me Make it clap for me Throw it back and drop it low Put yo hands on yo knees Imma hit until you scream Wanna see you beg for me Wanna see you beg for me God damn, shawty bad she can do that shit wit no hands She such a freak I love it when she grind to slow jams She bend it over touch her toes I be up on dat, I be up on dat God damn shawty bad independent don't need no man She got her own she such a boss and yea she know dat No, she don't need me I just come round when she want it, I be up on dat God Damn
Writer(s): Sam Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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