Myaap - Wham (Ft. Lilrb)

[Intro: Myaap]
Bow, bow (Bape Cash)
Bow, bow (On my daddy)
Bow, bow (On my daddy)
Bow (Bop, bop, bop!)

[Verse 1: Myaap]
I’m what a nigga need
Throw it back with my hands on my knees
Man, these hoes don’t be on shit
All they do is cop plea
Gotta pay to see some ass, you can’t shake this shit for free
If you ain't know, now you know
Bitch, my name Myaap
If you got a lil' booty, gone ’head, throw it back
If you got a big booty, gone make that shit clap
If you got a big booty, gone ’head, throw it back
If you got a lil' booty, gone make that shit clap
You like the way that shit jiggle, way you see it through the middle
It don't matter if you big or you little, make it wiggle
Bow, bow, shake it to the floo'
Bow, bow, throw it back some mo'
Bow, bow, shake it to the floo'
Wow, bow, throw it back some mo'
I'm a real bad bitch and I'm brown, Coca-cola
Wooly out here sayin' he get cold like Minnesota
[Verse 2: Lilrb]
Ooh, she shakin' dummy ass, all this booty, I can't hold up
I'm only throwin' all this money if you finna fuck thе flows up (Damn!)
I was hatin' in this bitch, we givin' cold cuts (Wham!)
Bitch pussy so wet, I'm like, "Oh, fuck"
Shе want this shit bad, she make her knees and her bows touch
You said you a freak, when you holler, I'm finna roll up
Nigga, you can go and talk to God, I'm sendin' souls up
Up the FN on the pussy, made her froze up
On my daddy, just called Jim, and I'm rollin' wit’ a Sally
You was speakin' dummy on the 'Gram, nigga, you can at me
We ain’t make it to the crib, she gon' suck me in the backseat
And I’m comin’ wit' the whole gang, bitch, I'm rollin' wit' the frat team
Throw that that shit right here, I wanna see it move
E break the kid so hard, I'm out here breakin' rules
If I up all these Gs on yo' bitch, it's gon' make her choose
Her pussy, I skydive in the pussy, I need a parachute

[Hook: Myaap]
She got a wham, Goddamn (Goddamn)
She got a wham, Goddamn (On my daddy)
She got a wham, Goddamn (She got a wham)
On my daddy
On my daddy

[Verse 3: Myaap]
Bitches real cheap and they real poor
He told me throw it back, I told him, "Throw some mo'"
If you ain't havin' racks, what'chu speakin' for?
If it's up then it's stuck, put it on the floor
I do what I want, lil’ nigga ‘cause I’m single
Sexy like a Pringle
I’m ready to mingle
And you already know this big .45 lethal
Flyer than a bird, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout an Eagle
At the red light throwin’ dummy ass
I got a lotta options, and a lotta cash
Once I take your nigga, and I’m coming back
Gone ‘head and get in mode ‘cause that muhfucka fast
On my daddy

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