Baby Boy Is Drunk (feat, AG Club & AUDREY NUNA)

Got the beat by powers and we just made a banger

Let's get it working, baby, why you waiting? Girl, just dance on me

You looking perfect but you aggravating, baby, stand on me

Let's get it percolating, holleration in this dancery

She gon' regurgitate it, stir it, taste it, purring, bitch, you flee?

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it

Ooh (Aye)

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it

Mad shit, that's what we on?

Would you put a mic in front of King Kong?

Hit a bad bitch with a pink thong

She get stupid happy, little jeans song

You step to me, like you dead wrong

That's your last wrong, no more jeans on

And your girl here with no pants on

I console her, 'cause her man's gone

Never fight, I just break it up

With a jump kick, Now you raising up

Like it's Sunday and you praising up

Tylenol in yo' double cup

Eat you up like a Reese's cup

Safe to say that your time is up

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it

Ooh (Aye)

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it

Let's get it poppin', baby, why they so infatuated? Sheesh

He talk a big talk, Titanic, when he off the Hennessy

Professor Lupin turned to a dog walk that color beach on freaks

Lunar matrix, color graded with a condo vacancy

Know you wanna party, I can see it in his eyes

Do it all for the paper, bring me up like a disguise

You want brain, then call it brainless

You want teeth, tits, anythings?

You lost today, I'm talking ways

I'm talkin Gambit, triple A, yeah

Peep that ass cheeks

I pulled up pretty hard, now I'm leaving with the hatchet

Baby check the time, so he say he wanna smash it

Said he like my style, really he just robbin' assets

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it

Ooh (Aye)

Peep that ass cheeks

She asked me my sign, I'm distracted by her accent

Say she like my style, told her I just love her assets

Think her **** mad, what I put up he can't match it