Hips music (feat. Bk dave)

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I've been trying to forget you, baby Been in my duffel  I've been in my bag
Go to Saks fifth, we popping these tags She shaking' her hips, she throwing' it back
Whatever you need, don't even got to ask My baby, she ratchet , but stay with some class
Stay out of my lane, you niggas might crash My baby like, Ari, she stay with a bag

She rocking her hips, I hit from the back keep it a hundred, you niggas be whack
Count up bluefaces, I stay with a check her pussy meow I play with her cat
F*ck all my exes they doubling back don't want the box just give me your neck
Send her a Uber and no it's not black icing you out these flawless baguettes
We in the bank having some sex
Ohh ohh ohh
We on a island f*ck on the sand baby she brown butter pecan
Took her to the crib they calling me bland the way that  she fucking I'm going to be her man
She want to kick it Jackie Chan she my little freak we f*ck on a fan
She do it again I'm paying her rent she my little angel heaven sent put that shit on I'm fresh like a mint
If you doing me wrong we can't make amends can't take no more losses all I'm doing is winning
We having a party invite all your friends Hannah and Miley I'm fucking on twins
My baby she bad she know she a ten

Would you like it if I fucked  you raw? I go deep in that pussy, don't talk
Pulling tricks out the bag like Jamal I'm a eat up that pussy and dine
You know you want to f*ck with a boss MMG, I get rich like I'm Ross
Pull up dicking you down and you floss Baby, when you get horny, just call

I been fucking this shit up for years Dump truck, man, her shit like a rave
Make her laugh now she say I'm the bid In her mouth, we ain't having no kids
Cut her off and I say what she did Text her phone, tell her pull up, she slid
Keep it low key and stay off the grid Throw it back, while I make me a video

When I f*ck from the back, she say pull out my tracks So that bitch call me daddy, she did
Put that dick in her stomach, I'm deep in the gut She said, daddy, you punching  my ribs
She don't like that I be out all night But I'm chasing this money, yeah, it is what it is
Look at my phone, she said, why you don't love me? I said, I D K that's the way that I live

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Give me your love, baby Give me your love, baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby Drive me crazy, baby
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

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Written by: Dave Shoates, Deandre Whitehead

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