Rose Gold Stripper Pole (feat. 2 Chainz) - KenTheMan

Jamie Foxx in this bitch (Wait a minute) 2 Chainz Mustard on the beat ho The party ain't a party 'til you see me in the party Pull up in a Maserati, it's the same color coffee Leave there, hit the lobby, ride her like a Kawasaki Got her sippin' on the saki, tryna pull it out the socket, uh Pull her hair like it's tug-o-war "Do not disturb" sign on the door Need to record, so I got a camcorder I'm playing Pandora, might break her aorta Fresh kicks, fresh cut, bout to roll out Pull up on the scene, pull the Roll' out Shawty in the nipple print shirt Is she happy to see me or is it cold out? I got chicks in my section I got drinks in my section So much diamonds in my necklace I think I'm gonna need protection Gone 'head girl, twerk it all on me I need it for you to work it all on me We ain't leavin' 'til the sun come up, baby Came to do this here all night long Party ain't a party 'til I get up in the party If I leave 'em in the club, I take it straight back to the lobby Now shawty with the booty dancin' like she wanna do me Turn around is she bad? Damn right, I let her do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it If you bad, turn around girl, let me see you do it Girl you look sexy with your clothes on You even look better with nothin' on And we don't ever turn down, we stays turned up Ain't that what we here for VIP whereever we at, tomorrow night we might relapse So back that ass up like Juvi' cause you already know I need that Gone 'head girl, twerk it all on me I need it for you to work it all on me We ain't leavin' 'til the sun come up, baby Came to do this here all night long Party ain't a party 'til I get up in the party If I leave 'em in the club, I take it straight back to the lobby Now shawty with the booty dancin' like she wanna do me Turn around is she bad? Damn right, I let her do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it If you bad, turn around girl, let me see you do it I keep her straight like a band too I keep it straight like 12: 30 I fuck over your girl hair do If it's curly I straighten it, if it's straightened, I leave it curly You look good standin' next to me There ain't enough room, we need to get a suite And if my momma had another child Then she would've had an extra G Fuck that, flip that, that soul She need a pool by the stove She cookin' eggs and she twerkin' You might just think I'm perverted But she ain't got on no clothes, Hootie Hoo Exit the club to the Trump And her back is so fat you can see from the front And I walk in, this bitch smellin' like joints I don't wanna hold your hand Girl tonight I got other plans I just want to see you throw it back Back on me and let me see if I can catch all of that Party ain't a party 'til I get up in the party If I leave 'em in the club, I take it straight back to the lobby Now shawty with the booty dancin' like she wanna do me Turn around is she bad? Damn right, I let her do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it Turn around girl, let me see you do it If you bad, turn around girl, let me see you do it Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute

Say he like him a thick bitch Like a bitch with her own shit I ain't never been a broke bitch I been having motion, five stars, we toastin' I been on some 304 shit And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me First, he sent a car to pick me up (then what?) Girl, why that nigga flew me private? (Stop lyin') Hopped off, then he took me shopping Next thing you know, we was layin' on a island (ooh) I froze my neck like winter I'm rich like I'm a Jenner And if you see us out No, he is not my nigga Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) Nigga, I don't wanna hear it, is you rich or not? I never heard a rich nigga say, "That cost a lot" Ayy bae, is you the runner, or you send 'em out? Ayy, is you in the field or is you sittin' out? Real freak, you could eat it through the Fenty This some good-good, that Bobby, that Whitney I don't do Miami 'less you do it like Diddy I don't do dates that's inside of my city And you knowin' I'ma act up, run that motherfuckin' sack up Only thing I'm in is the Benz or the black truck Saw his other bitches, it was really giving lacklust' He miss me, girl, you really was the backup Ooh, know it hurt his pride when I diss him Make him drown in his tears, need a tissue Magazine, I'm a bad lil' issue Only pickin' up on the first when the rent due And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) I don't need nan nigga in my phone that's cheap I don't even like to talk for free I like a nigga that's gon' tell me where to meet on a flight overseas That'll get a nigga fucked to sleep We ain't fucking no nigga staying with his baby mama Only calling yo' phone when his family sleep We ain't fucking no niggas that be talking like bitches when they mad Them kind of niggas weird to me I'm representing for the real bitches, we ain't doing no bill splitting That shit for them weak bitches I make music for the P bitches and the street bitches Not the ones that be sneak-dissing He is not one of mine Don't ask me, these niggas too pussy happy Stop sending me DMs back-to-back, baby, Cash App me Might be my new dick daddy And I like my head slow, sloppy, disgusting Wet pussy in his face, no cuffin' Ooh, he keep asking, "What are we?", "We nothing" I don't want a lil' boy, no Justin Staying with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on a car when he knowing it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm riding that dick he saying that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch Not-not my nigga