〈Hook〉
Hey Diddle-Diddle, the cat found the fiddle (drop-drop, drop-drop)
Toot-toot, beat it up like an instrumental
G-String in my face, waist real little
Then she bounce that booty up and down and made it dribble (drop-drop, drop-drop)
〈Verse 1〉
Get the hundreds out
Watch it go up and down
Caramel Mocha Okie Brown
Hallelujah, thank you Jesus
Saucy like a slice of pizza
She just slid down that pole lookin’ like a platinum Visa
She a Mack truck beep beep, back it up
She drop it down, I slowly watch her pick it up
She twerkin’ like she tryna have a kid
I blew a band on her sh#t, oh yeah I did
Shake it left, ahhh shake it right
I think I want a bite, lookin’ better than a hundred likes
I got an appetite (drop-drop) for that fruity Danimals Delight (drop-drop)
I’m usually a nice guy (drop-drop) but for that cause, sh#t, I’m down to fight (drop-drop)
〈Refrain〉
Drop it down low make your knees touch your elbows
You a pro, girl, do that thing in slow-mo
Don’t pick it up (drop-drop) leave it right there on the floor (drop-drop)
I’ma make it rain, shawty (drop-drop) try not to rock the boat (drop-drop)
〈Bridge〉
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop-drop (drop-drop) do that bunny-bunny hop (drop-drop)
Don’t stop (drop-drop) make it pop like a hundred shots (drop-drop)
〈Hook〉
Hey Diddle-Diddle, the cat found the fiddle
Toot-toot, beat it up like an instrumental
G-String in my face, waist real little (drop-drop, drop-drop)
Then she bounce that booty up and down and made it dribble (drop-drop, drop-drop)
〈Verse 2〉
Don’t make a sound
Watch me go round-and-round
Thick like a quarter-pound
That thing knocked me out of bounds, damn it ref ain’t that a foul?
I can’t take no more, coach, please call a time out
Little sip-sip, hell yeah, I got a buzz
Little puff-puff, n#gg# real f#cked up
Turn up in this b#tch (drop-drop), eyes red as f#ck (drop-drop)
Yeah, I’m lit, roll up another Swisher Sweet (drop-drop) gon’ ahead and flick the Bic
Hypnotize by those brown thighs, yeah I was
Real spaced out in this b#tch, oh yeah I was
If you know I don’t give a f#ck, I’m in this b#tch to turn up
Party all night, motherf#ck it, g#dd#mn right
〈Refrain〉
Drop it down low make your knees touch your elbows
You a pro, girl, do that thing in slow-mo
Don’t pick it up (drop-drop) leave it right there on the floor (drop-drop)
I’ma make it rain, shawty (drop-drop) try not to rock the boat (drop-drop)
〈Bridge〉
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop-drop (drop-drop) do that bunny-bunny hop (drop-drop)
Don’t stop (drop-drop) make it pop like a hundred shots (drop-drop)
〈Hook〉
Hey Diddle-Diddle, the cat found the fiddle
Toot-toot, beat it up like an instrumental
G-String in my face, waist real little (drop-drop, drop-drop)
Then she bounce that booty up and down and made it dribble (drop-drop, drop-drop)
〈Outro〉
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop-drop (drop-drop) do that bunny-bunny hop (drop-drop)
Don’t stop (drop-drop) make it pop like a hundred shots (drop-drop)
Drop drop drop it to the ground
Drop drop she dropped it to the ground
She drop-dropped (drop-drop) did that bunny-bunny hop (drop-drop)
She didn’t stop (drop-drop) then it pop like a hundred shots (drop-drop)
Oh man
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