Текст песни Bizzy - Chris Ash

Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy
Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy

Girl, who you kidding
Damn, you got us all tied up
White girl, Cocaine
Got us all lined up
Fireball, fired up
She break it down and light it up
Said she needs a new man, awe please
Sign me up
Sharp like a pin drop
Tippin' up for Tik Tok
Party like Ke$ha, first kiss had my lips locked
Slick talk, picked off
Ran it back and kicked off
Tryin'a get a touch back
Hop on, Lift off
Rocket man, rocket man
Pop it, lock it, drop it then
Bring that shit around, walk it out
Stomp and rock again
Roll, no control when she's goes to the beat, wait
Booty moves smooth, lookin' sweet like a cheesecake
Lookin' like a snack baby, let me get a bite
Cause I like what I like and I like that vibe
Am I wrong, am I right
Is tonight my night
Cause you can't be single if you're that much of a dime

Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy
Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy

Pretty little lady
Rollin' up in the Mercedes
Debating to shake it, make you pray that you're entertaining
I say that face and that ass could make a man go crazy
Thought she brought Biggie back
Like, oh baby baby
I've been waiting all day to see ya
You look amazing
How 'bout we take a vacation
I'll cop a crib in Jamaica
A hotel in Hawaii
A crib in Japan
I pull up in the Uber, god damn, god damn
I'll be your decoy girl, keep 'em watchin' their hands
Deep haze from the trance I'm in from seeing you dance
Between the swing and the sass
It's a rap, no chance
But all I wanna know is how you fit in them pants
Slim waist, hair long, fashion sense went thrift shop
Trippin' offa whatever we took at like 10 o'clock
If she's hot boy then she pop boy, set it off
She said come on boy, get it on boy, get it off

Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy
Bitch, I turn the club to a whorehouse
Pour it out
Shake it, break it down
Burn it down
Make another round
Tipsy, take it down with me
Drop it hit the ground, give me
One more shot 'till I'm dizzy
Let's get bizzy, bizzy