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No Hands (feat. Roscoe Dash and Wale)

Listen to this track, bitchGirl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

DJ turn me up, ladies this your jam

I'mma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Then I'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go (go, go)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (what)

All that ass in your jeans

Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?

Long hair she don't care, when she walk she get stares

Brown skin or a yellowbone, DJ this my favorite song

So I'mma make it thunderstorm, flood warning, Flocka yeah

Blowin', fuck it, I don't care, Jacksons flyin' everywhere

Tap my partner Roscoe like bruh

I'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that'll swallow me

Take this dick while I'm swallow Moscato, got her freaky

Hey you got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweatin'

Please pass me a fan, damn

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

DJ turn me up, ladies this your jam

I'mma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Then I'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go (go, go)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (what)She said look ma, no hands

She said look ma, no hands and no darling I don't dance

And I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka, I think I deserve a chance

I'm a bad mothafucka, gon' ask some mothafuckas

A young handsome mothafucka

I sling that wood, I just Nunchuck 'em

And who you with? And what's your name?

You not hip boo, I'm Wale

And that D.C. shit I rep all day

And my eyes red cause of all that haze

Don't blow my high, let me shine

Drumma on the beat, let me take my time

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Is you out your mind? You out your league

I sweat no bitches just sweat out weaves

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing

I got 16, for this Roscoe thing

But I'm almost done, let me get back to it

Whole lotta loud and a little backwood

Whole lotta money, big tip I would

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitchGirl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

DJ turn me up, ladies this your jam

I'mma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Then I'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go (go, go)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (what)Roscoe Dash, okay

R-O-S-C-O-E, Mr. Shawty-Put-It-On-Me

I be goin' ham, shawty upgrade from bologna

Them niggas tippin' good girl but I can make it flood

Cause I walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus (who)

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

My pockets stuck on overload, my rain never evaporates

No need to elaborate, most of these ducks exaggerate (they do)

But I'mma get money nigga everyday stuntin' nigga

Ducks might get a chance after me

Bitch I'm ballin' like I'm comin' off of free throws

Cause the head of the game no cheat codes

Lambo, Roscoe, no street code

And your booty got me lost like Nemo

Go, go, go, go, gon' and do your dance

And I'mma throw this money while you do it with no handsGirl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

DJ turn me up, ladies this your jam

I'mma sip Moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Then I'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Girl drop it to the floor

I love the way your booty go (go, go)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (what)

Le'go!

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