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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rubi Rose
Vocals
Yella Beezy
Vocals
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markies Conway
Composer
Pharrell Williams
Composer
Chad Hugo
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
Lerron Carson
Composer
Bryson Potts
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Producer
OG Parker
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Nik
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I wonder if them hoes ready
I wonder if them hoes ready
Bitch, that beat come in so hard and so nasty, nasty
[Verse 2]
Two Rollies on the wrist, I'm like, "Bitch, hit your dance"
Stop starin' at my timepiece
Two hoes on the drip, I'm like, "Bitch, where your man?"
Stop starin' at my sidepiece
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Stop starin' at my timepiece
[Verse 3]
Only dance that I hit is the money dance
I don't move for nothin' less than a hundred bands
When the bitch get to drippin' and these **** start tippin'
I'm a savage for the paper, hit the runnin' man, uh
Rubi Rose in the Rolls Royce lookin' at the stars
With that bag right beside me
I ain't trippin', I can have anything that I want
****, you and your sidepiece
Bitch, hit your dance, got you stiff in your pants
Ain't no ring on my hand, Rubi don't got a man
Look at your timepiece and clear all your plans
And a bitch got a **** goin' crazy, he a fan
[Verse 4]
I wonder if them hoes ready
I wonder if them hoes ready
Bitch, that beat come in so hard and so nasty, nasty
[Verse 5]
Two Rollies on the wrist, I'm like, "Bitch, hit your dance"
Stop starin' at my timepiece
Two hoes on the drip, I'm like, "Bitch, where your man?"
Stop starin' at my sidepiece
Bitch, hit your dance (Hit your dance)
Bitch, hit your dance (Hit your dance)
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Stop starin' at my timepiece
[Verse 6]
Aye, I told that bitch to hit her dance, she need to twerk some
Bend it over, touch your toes, baby, I'ma work some
Put it in her back, I swear to God that I'm hurt some
Her pussy Aquafina, so you know that I'ma surf some
I told her, "Bitch, do your dance" (Do my dance?)
Bitch, do your dance
With all that ass in your pants
She said that she can't
So I gave her a Xan (Gave her ass a Xanny)
Then I took her from my mans
She be jiggin', she be droppin', she be hittin', she be poppin'
Type of bitch you get her started and she never gonna stop it
Snuck my gun up in the club, so I'm tryna wreck the party
If I see an opp up in this bitch, I hit him with this carbon, yeah, yeah
[Verse 7]
I wonder if them hoes ready
I wonder if them hoes ready
Bitch, that beat come in so hard and so nasty, nasty
[Verse 8]
Two Rollies on the wrist, I'm like, "Bitch, hit your dance"
Stop starin' at my timepiece
Two hoes on the drip, I'm like, "Bitch, where your man?"
Stop starin' at my sidepiece
Bitch, hit your dance (Hit your dance)
Bitch, hit your dance (Hit your dance)
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Bitch, hit your dance
Stop starin' at my timepiece
Written by: Bryan Christopher Williams, Bryson Potts, Chad Hugo, Lerron Carson, Markies Conway, Pharrell Williams, Rubi Rose