Songtexte DAT A$$ - D!on

It be wigglin, it be poppin, it be
Spend a ticket, take me shopping baby
Safety off, you better cock it for me
That ass be shaking like my aunty Wendy

This some cornbread, homegrown oh
Come sniff it baby, get a nose full
I like em kinky, wrap the bone bro
Mhm
I like em hung, without a cock ring
I like him itching like a dope fiend for a
Taste of this chocolate dip, you want it just know When you get me you better eat me like some Protein
Dee like a throat king
You approached an introvert and ain't expect to meet a freak queen?
Think think? you seen this ass without sneak peak
Face is a seat and to be frank you need a fresh peach
Trade in Atlanta, I call him Santa how he milk the cookies
He know my presence is a present he know he my smoochie
He know he better when I'm on em like some lucky drawls
Know in his mission statement, he gotta learn to treat the balls
Pose on his candy cane, like to get candid when we be enthralled, word up to Angie Ross

It be wigglin, it be poppin, it be
Spend a ticket, take me shopping baby
Safety off, you better cock it for me
That ass be shaking like my aunty Wendy
It go up, down, left, right, hit it, hit it right
It go slowmo, turbo, however you like
It go up, down, left, right, hit it, hit it right
It go slowmo, turbo, however you like
I like to dip it low and pop it, he don't know how to act
It's the fattest on the map, happy when making it clap
It go up, down, left, right, hit it hit right
Slowmo, turbo, however you like

That ass be sitting like it's post to,
D'Va entertainer, couldn't see me with a nose view
Exclusive, can't get close to,
You feel me when I pump through
I'm strutting, might've bumped you,
You better watch it on the catwalk
Shit could get narrow,
Bottle body baby, like the cocoa, they in line behind me
Told him a story, now I'm Dory, he gotta find me
I like em hung just like a jury, aquit the body
I park and niggas and back it up, so they gotta fine me
Niggas wanna know the difference,
This body make niggas bitches
This body bag bitches niggas
My body back, tarp'n niggas
Mean body bag, carpet niggas
I roll em, then spark them niggas
Eye roll, then I block them niggas
They so light, I'll squat them niggas
I ain't tryna end em, I'm only just getting started nigga
They know know I plug em, like a motherfucking cartridge nigga
And paint his face, cuz I'm a fucking artist nigga
Ain't ever seen an ass like this upon a harder nigga

It be wigglin, it be poppin, it be
Spend a ticket, take me shopping baby
Safety off, you better cock it for me
That ass be shaking like my aunty Wendy
It go up, down, left, right, hit it, hit it right
It go slowmo, turbo, however you like
It go up, down, left, right, hit it, hit it right
It go slowmo, turbo, however you like
I like to dip it low and pop it, he don't know how to act
It's the fattest on the map, happy when making it clap
It go up, down, left, right, hit it hit right
Slowmo, turbo, however you like