Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donovan Harris
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yup woah woah
I like my women real fancy (Yeah)
Shawdy be sweeter than candy (Oh)
I'm tryna get me a Grammy (Hoo)
I am not playing like Andy (I'm not)
Don't think I'm ever landing (Oh)
Hear me across the world all the way to Japan (Woah)
Put Ill Favored on my body real designer brand (Woah)
And I love it when she shake it love it when she dance yeah
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
With no hands (Drop it low)
Throw them bands (On the floor)
Just the way that she be moving it just make me want her more
If she try to trick I cut my ties and I go ghost (Ghost)
Take off in a Skrrr bitch it's time for me to go (Go)
I don't hear the Brrr DND thats on my phone (Thats on my phone)
I won't call you later I might text you in the morn' (Yeah Yeah)
I had to get back in my zone I'm taking my foot off the break (Yeah Yeah)
I had to get right into it I think I know just what it take (Awh Yeah)
Think I got just what it takes to make her shake her- (Bounce)
Wine it like she from the island from Jamaica
I'm bouta put you in my plans
Hear me across the world all the way to Japan (Woah)
Put Ill Favored on my body real designer brand (Woah)
And I love it when she shake it love it when she dance yeah
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
With no hands (Drop it low)
Throw them bands (On the floor)
Just the way that she be moving it just make me want her more
She know how to turn up with me we don't ever crash (Woah)
When she turn around she shake that ass ass ass (Yeah)
If I like her she get what she want swipe me visa (Swipe my V)
But if you really love me keep my pockets green (Yeah Yeah)
Filled with love also filled with lust (Filled with lust)
Can't be us (Nah)
Ya'll be smoking huff (Oh no)
And we diff we be fresher the cleaners (Yeah)
And my new bitch like the drugs she off a bean (Yeah yeah)
I'm bouta put you in my plans
Hear me across the world all the way to Japan (Woah)
Put Ill Favored on my body real designer brand (Woah)
And I love it when she shake it love it when she dance yeah
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
When she dance
With no hands (Drop it low)
Throw them bands (On the floor)
Just the way that she be moving it just make me want her more
Writer(s): Donovan Harris
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