Yeah, oh, yeahYou came to the club tryna get a little love cause it's been a hard week (hard week)
Got a lot on your chest and your booty need rest 'til you leave it on me, oh
These hoes ain't loyal, they talkin' 'bout lately, no
But you ain't gotta say one goddamn painJust bounce it, bounce it, go boom-a-boom-a-boom
Shake it, shake it that round round
Elevator, now hula-hula
Keep breakin', breakin' it down down
Side to side, up and down
Everybody's lookin' now
I can tell you want me to know
When you drop that booty down low
When you drop that booty down lowWhen I look around all these girls you the baddest one I see (see)
Take a look around you know none of these niggas fucks with me
These hoes gon' run their mouth with regardlessly
But you ain't gotta say one goddamn thing, na na naGo bounce it, bounce it, go boom-a-boom-a-boom
Shake it, shake it that round round
Elevator, now hula-hula
Keep breakin', breakin' it down down
Side to side, up and down
Everybody's lookin' now
I can tell you want me to know
When you drop that booty down low
When you drop that booty down lowFirst class soldier you're over kill up
Brought your whip and pull that trigger
'Cause I am the champ, you know this is a war soul (boom boom, bang bang)
They shootin', they shootin', so keep that as down low
Welcome to the jungleJust bounce it, bounce it, go boom-a-boom-a-boom
Shake it, shake it that round round
Elevator, now hula-hula
Keep breakin', breakin' it down down
Side to side, up and down
Everybody's lookin' now
I can tell you want me to know
When you drop that booty down low
When you drop that booty down low
When you drop that booty down low
Songwriters
RASMUS HEDEGARD, BRANDON BEAL, REBECCA ROSE JOHNSON, CHRISTOPHER LUND NISSEN, TERON O. BRYANT BEAL, GUSTAV MUNKPublished by
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