Lyrics yeaaa - Flyana Boss

I got my hands
On my back
He like it when I yeaaa
Just like that

I got my hands
On my back
No I don't want your man
You can keep that
He like it when I yeaaa
Just like that
Like that like that like that
Like that like that like that

Yeah
I make it pop like bubble gum
I'm hot now wait till the summer come
Shake something hop scotch
Do the double dutch
Got hits, got bands like a drummer drum

Uh shake ass till my body numb
I make it rain like a money gun
No competition I already won
You don't eat like it's Ramadan

Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes I'm thick just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico

Give me space I don't like people
Lock me up this ass illegal
Bitch I'm art don't need no easel
You know I'm bad

I got my hands
On my back
No I don't want your man
You can keep that
He like it when I yeaaa
Just like that
Like that like that like that
Like that like that like that

I make hoes sick influenza
You like my pic influencer
Touch down London
I flew in sir
Pussy palace
Up in Windsor

Detrois faux fur
Yeah I'm so cold
Anita Baker
Sweet love so low
I need a baker
'Cause I got that dough
Pussy knockout
Pow pow Rambo

Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes I'm thick just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico

Give me space I don't like people
Lock me up this ass illegal
Bitch I'm art don't need no easel
You know I'm bad

I got my hands
On my back
No I don't want your man
You can keep that
He like it when I yeaaa
Just like that
Like that like that like that
Like that like that like that