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the gym) Let’s work your glutes and shake your hips and pump your abs Let’s burn your legs Let’s work your glutes and shake your hips and pump
to Guinness Dab on my Super Saiyan Dick got you super layin’ Call me a super Uber Fuck like we super faded Glutes on my Kawasaki Ride like a Maserati Sometimes
Alot of drugs in my day ay I Smoke weed everyday ay Purple kush in my backwoods Love my blondes with big boobs Love latinas with glutes uh Give me
ground crew lover; she just started to exercise She was working on her gluten free glutes in the pouring rain Step back lunges and clothes like sponges
is running all over the watch Hermes belt, know it's hot Iron on my body, where my potts? Bad bitch with the glutes she doing squats Hate me for my
this a Party for real Then where's the Jungle Juice And tell them bitches in the b-day suits Shake them Glutes, Yah It's a motherfucking Party for
There's a goose on the loose so you better move your glutes If you wanna live to see another day Tell the people that you see To turn around and flee
God we up now I see you workin' them glutes, tryna get your shape together I see you gettin' them facials, tryna get your skin together At first I
a stencil Oooh ohh super setting dual girl aye work them glutes glutes Thats my type of sauce I'm a connoisseur She a instagram model, check the pledge in
his socks, Wit the yop or wit the glutes, bitch I'm a bad boy and im a pretty girl too I need everything glitter I'm a spitter like a toof missing I'm
bitch I don't do glute Like we shopping for you Buckle my shoe Tickle my pickle if you that it's cool I stay fresh til i clean Double XD Washing my
glutes, your quads & your calves And hammies tight, nice Dance now Dance now Dance now Dance now The shit is going down Totentanz The shit is going down
nasty Bad & Boujee I can see the peach From the blue jeans She said she working On the glutes Call my phone but I'm on mute We keep working is a loop
the blues just like clue, aye Yo bitch stuck on me like glue She bounce it on me for her glutes, damn Count up a hunnit bands just to put it all on the flo Do
She said I'm so unique Told me that she play the flute That body play me a tune Girl imma work out them glutes Baby, wait right there Baby, lemme
Shorts who got em? Hoochie Daddy Shorts who got em? Hoochie Daddy Shorts who got em? Legs All out Knees All out Thighs All out Glutes Poppin out Legs All
glutes Is where I wanna be Swimming like a Pisces Ooooweee I think she like me In her water like a Pisces Ooooweee I think she like me In her water like
I wanna swerve off in the coop Stepped out in drip swapped the jimmy choo I got wings on my pants hanging off my Glutes I just do what I want this
Throwing poor attitude Pointing me say I'm rude After you kick my glute (HAH) It all start from Eating clean Looking lean Such a sight rarely seen Sweat
I think I need a Canada goose Mixing a song Lemme turn up the drums Yeah I wanna feel all that shit in yo glutes (Pause) (But I'll never I'll never)
swear she ain't got no tooth She was skinnin' back then, she comin' a little thick I guess she been workin' the glutes You a nerdy little nigga, still
and I'm smackin' her glutes She gon' eat on the dick like she playin' the flute Yeah, bitch oh my gosh I got the Glock and that bitch go in stocks Slimin'
back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah
i need g lock by my glutes-glutes and hollows in its head, aye, uh Looking in the mirror damn i’m blessed, He don’t really mean it he just puffing
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