Ain't that DJ Charles over there?
Drum Lord
Hard body
Ain't no savin' face, I ain't savin' space
I'm tryna stuff the same
If you dare wait, gotta move around
I got runs to make, legendary
I could push that rock, shit LeBron
Say the bitch that trap, she the leader
Out, she'd rather catch a play
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that bitch fancy with her own bag
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she can pop her own tag
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, that lip pulls it all the way
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, come and give me all of that
Bad, but that don't matter, though
Bitch, what's your credit score?
I treat hoes like whack-a-moe
I beat the leave-em-long
File a bitch with pretty teeth
Tryna give you what you need
We fuckin' gotta be discreet
Sit this dick right on your teeth
Ain't fuckin' on you for no cheddar
Bitch, I'm all about my cheese
I'ma fuck you like no other
In the bed, we knockin' knees
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, come and give me all of that
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I get behind you like a quarterback
Ain't no savin' face, I ain't savin' space
I'm tryin' to stuff the safe
Dead weight, gotta move around
I got runs, I'm a legend there
I can push that rock
She LeBron, say the bitch, they trapped
She the leader out, she ride or catch a plane
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that bitch fancy with her own bag
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she can pop her own tag
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, that lip pulls it all the way
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, come and give me all of that
On my way, yeah, I'ma put that ooh, ooh
Yeah, I'ma put that ooh, ooh, yeah
On your face, put it all on you, ooh, yeah
You run away, fuckin' you is my move, ooh, yeah
Just come my way, don't got nothin' to lose, yeah
It's good when I get on top, when I play that guitar
So baby, let's rock out
Baby, we just getting started, we switchin' positions
You gettin' on top, now
This pussy yours, let's say it
You ain't got no time to play around
This pussy yours, let's say it
You ain't got no time to play around
Ain't no savin' face, I ain't savin' space
I'm tryin' to stuff the safe
Dead weight, gotta move around
I got runs, I'm a legend there
Legend there, I can push that rock
She LeBron, say the bitch, they trapped
She the leader, else she'd rather catch a plane
Ooh, ooh, ooh, that bitch fancy with her own bag
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, she can pop her own tags
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, that lip pulls the water wet
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, come and give me all of that