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What's that sound like to you? (Oh) I don't know, man This one sounds like a remix (Oh, oh) City, Big Latto (Oh) Period Yeah, said I'm not kissing nobody, boy, I got my lipgloss on Shut up (Hush), why you talkin' when you know that this my song? This ain't really the night to blow me up, I ditched my phone Five shots, ready to party, throwin' it back, it's principle Throwin' it back like fishing pole, throwin' it back like fishing pole All of your junk like physical That's just how we do it, not a rhyme or a reason We signing broads in the front while you look off in the bleachers We pullin' up the way we do to keep the audience tweetin' The farther we goin' up, it's like the harder they rеachin' If you see my titties, I tell 'em rеcord it and keep it A couple twins sittin' pretty, no Victoria Secret (Yeah, c'mon) I beat my face Movin' fast 'cause the Uber on the way Takin' pictures, make sure you can't see no lace That wig secure like the money in a safe I look like bae Now I'm on the way Let you know when I'm 'bout a mile away SongtexteWhen I'm outside, please don't make me wait The party startin' when we pull up to the gate Girl, we so late I'm just with the crew We ain't out here looking for boo (No, we not) 'Cause some nights be better with you (Yeah, come on, okay) It's a homies-only kind of mood And tonight, we on a hundred (What's up?) One hundred (Uh-huh) No drama, no baby mamas, keepin' it cute (Come on) Ooh, ooh That's just what I do, do, do And that's just how we do it, do it, do it And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh I pull up foreign (Skrrt), with my friends AMG (Yep), on a Benz Ride or die (Ride or die), 'til the end ('Til the end) I be cute, how we look settin' trends (Period) These my queens, these my girls (Girls) I don't do pretend (No) Ice check, wrist check, Patek on ten (Ice) Big rocks, big bags, waist be looking slim (Ow) She keep looking at us but I know she can't swim (City) We out tonight probably City Girls, Chloe, Halle Niggas on our body (We got that) Number-one box like Roddy We just here to party (Yeah) Taste test, these niggas salty Text that nigga probably, but he never see my body (At all) This is what I do (I do) I'm with my crew (My crew) Don't call me, call Tyrone, Erykah Badu Lace on like I'm from an island No, I'm not foreign, I drive 'em Skrrt, skrrt, all my bitches stay ridin' Stewardess, my relationship private (Period) Ooh, ooh That's just what I do, do, do And that's just how we do it Yeah, that's just how we do it Yeah, you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh Do it now, lookin' good Make him spend it like he should Rolling 'Woods, bustin' juggs Love them niggas from the hood (Yeah) Nothin' about me basic And my body stacked like my savings Rappin' 'bout that pussy power got the whole game intimidated (Hah) Yeah, I make him do it, do it Nails on fleek, get into it Money talk, yeah, I speak fluent So the bag what I'm pursuin' Toes white, lace right I look too pretty to fight And it's tight, I'm his type They say lil' baby a bite Thirty-inch bundles with the bayang Latto got the block hot just like Lil Wayne Classy like Chloe and Halle, nasty like Megan Losing me, you drop the queen like blackjack in Vegas (Latto) Ooh, ooh That's just what I do, do, do (You like it, you like it, don't you?) And that's just how we do it, do it, do it (You like it, you like it, don't you?) And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh (You can do it too) Oh, oh, oh, I been looking for tonight Girl, lookin' fly, we so high Got diamonds all over, we shine Yeah, you know we like the touchin' and the lovin' And we don't need no husband in the function So I keep it comin', yeah, you know I be ready So give me the lovin', oh Drop that ass to the floor (To the floor) Here's to the pretty young thing with the big ol' goals We don't gotta act nice, we don't gotta act right We never causing no fights, but I'll still give you the smoke Yeah, I smile, you caught my eye, eye But, boy, I ain't worried 'bout you tonight We goin' on and on, they keep on playin' this song And we gon' do it, do it, do it 'til the early morn Aus Songtexte Mania