(Verse 1 (Ty Dolla $ign))
Baby got ass like a trunk
Took her from her man, he a punk
She got a body like Baywatch
I met her at the Playhouse
Bought ten bottles, bought ten more
Told her move her ass to the tempo
Is you really with the shit, though?
Really, is you really with the shit, though?
We got champagne, and vodka
Goons with me if they need a problem
Fuck niggas hate, real niggas get money
All mo’fucking day
Baby drop it to the ground like yas, bitch
Back it up like yas, bitch
After the club I’ll smash it
We don’t cuff hoes, we pass it

(Hook (Wizkid))
Baby gyal, please, please, baby don’t leave
You got dat booty, booty boom bam ba
Baby give me dat boom bam ba
Baby gyal, please, please, baby don’t leave
You got dat booty, booty boom bam ba
Baby give me dat boom bam ba

(Verse 2 (Kranium))
Short shorts, batty rider, well cock up
She a mek bagga noise, me nuh even give a fuck
She a show a lot a sign dollar, what you a go do
Take her outside, go smash it pon the avenue
Two of my bitches in the club
Me introduce them to each other, other, other
Man a galist, and me stand so forever

(Hook (Wizkid))
Baby gyal, please, please, baby don’t leave
You got dat booty, booty boom bam ba
Baby give me dat boom bam ba
Baby gyal, please, please, baby don’t leave
You got dat booty, booty boom bam ba
Baby give me dat boom bam ba

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