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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Porter
Travis Porter
Vocals
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donquez Woods
Donquez Woods
Songwriter
Harold Duncan
Harold Duncan
Songwriter
Lakeen "Ali" Mattox
Lakeen "Ali" Mattox
Songwriter
T. Markous Roberts
T. Markous Roberts
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
Lamont Norman
Lamont Norman
Songwriter
Robert Ordogne
Robert Ordogne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T. Markous Roberts
T. Markous Roberts
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Okay, now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo' own bands, put up your hands
If you a top notch bitch, let me hear you holla
Bend it over (Yeah)
Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out, damn shawty, you can get it
[Verse 2]
If you got some good pussy say (Yeah)
If you got some good head on ya shoulders
If you got some good pussy say (Yeah)
If you never let a hoe fuck you over
If you 'bout yo' check, drink Moet
Know the pussy stay wet, I need all that
Tattoos on the back, I see all that
You already got a man, I ain't tryna be all that
[Verse 3]
I'm just tryna hit it by the end of the night
Lil mama so bad, and her booty so tight
When I hit it from the back, don't fuss, don't fight
When I put it in ya mouth, don't scratch, don't bite, uh
I'm showing up, money, I'm throwin' up
Liquor, I'm pourin' up, go get you another cup
I told a shorty whassup, told her I'm tryna cut
And then I slapped her dead on the butt
[Verse 4]
Okay, now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo' own bands, put up your hands
If you a top notch bitch, let me hear you holla
Bend it over (Yeah)
Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out, damn shawty, you can get it
[Verse 5]
One, two, three, four, get a booty five
I like my bitches real thick, lil mo' thighs
Richer than ya old head, ****, no lie
Stacks in the pussy hole, call that the G spot
Real gentlemen, fuck and never call again
I'm hot, fresh up out that water, I ain't even swim
Heard she got a ****, well, he could be a man
Man, I wouldn't shake his hand with a broke hand
I don't fear nan **** boy, Conan
Make a bitch strip, butt naked like she pole dance
Standing in the club, on a, on a, couch, shit
Grab the mic, then announce this
[Verse 6]
Okay, now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo' own bands, put up your hands
If you a top notch bitch, let me hear you holla
Bend it over (Yeah)
Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out, damn shawty, you can get it
[Verse 7]
Really, I'm just tryna break the headboard
Baby girl, yeen gotta ask or beg for it
Aw, hell no, girl, I ain't scared of it
Told her I was 'bout to go nuts with my hands up
First time I met the girl, she was in the club, yup
Booty like a dice game, just shake it up
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake like a tambourine
Break 'er down, put her in a blunt like a bag of green
Ladies, ladies, and you know you bad, bad
Then put your hands in the air
Big Booty Judy, love the way she shake it
Drop it to the floor, gon' earthquake it
[Verse 8]
Okay, now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo' own bands, put up your hands
If you a top notch bitch, let me hear you holla
Bend it over (Yeah)
Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah)
Show them hoes ya bank roll
Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
Poke it out, damn shawty, you can get it
Written by: Donquez Woods, Harold Duncan, Lakeem Grant, Lakeen "Ali" Mattox, Lamont Norman, Michael Stevenson, Robert Ordogne, T. Markous Roberts
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