Ameretto sour Margaritas (feat. Tsapp & Money Mucho)

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Cortez Leo

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Yeah
And you see them over there
Ooh
Man, three of them, three of us, right

Here we go
Man, let's go and make a move
Y'all already know I'm on it
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Ay, D, you got that one
Yeah, I'm on it
Sapp, you got that one
She's me

Shawty, what's your name is,
Tryna run it on you with the game, is
Love the way you talk, body language
Can I leave with you who you came with

Shawty, what's your name is, man
Tryna run it on you with the game, man
Love the way you talk, body language
Can I leave with you who you came with

Uh, soon as I see her, bad mamacita
Walk up and greet her, pleasure to meet ya
Her eyes was glossy, my eyes was hazy
The way that she lookin' is drivin' me crazy

Slide to the bar, can I get you a drink
I can read your mind, so I know what you think
The way you probably starin' probably won't even blink
All these thoughts on my mind need to see me astray

Amaretto's hours, margaritas on the rocks
Smoke a little weed, Adderall, she like to pop
Say she like to ski, Whitetail, mountaintop
So I told the bartender, let me get two shots

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap it up
Back, back, back, back, back, back it up
Shawty so bad, she started actin' up
By the end of the night, yeah, you know I'm tryin'

Shawty, what's your name, man
Tryna run it on you with the game, man
Love the way you talk, body language
Can I leave with you who you came with

Shawty, what's your name, man
Tryna run it on you with the game, man
Love the way you talk, body language
Can I leave with you who you came with

I said, Shawty, what's your name, man
I'm tryna f*ck you and who you came with
She said no words, body language
And she had a couple drinks, now she brainless

Now I ain't lyin', say I got seven kids
But I am lyin' if I told you I got snipped
Them lips below the waist, only set I kiss
Young nigga still a pimp, I ain't never been a simp

Got blacks in Atlanta, girls in Havana
When they hear this shit, they can't sit, they gotta stand up
Got a asian in Savannah, she twerkin' in pajamas
When she hear this shit, she can't sit, she gotta stand up

Shake that ass up and down on the dick
Pussy so wet, I ain't even have to spit it
man keep callin' her, he know she at the club
With some real niggas bout to get her tummy tucked

I whisper in their ear
Shawty, what's your name, man
Tryna run it on you with the game, man
Love the way you talk, body language

Can I leave with you who you came with
Shawty, what's your name, man
Tryna run it on you with the game, man
Love the way you talk, body language

Can I leave with you who you came with
Uh, they call me mucho for short
She's on fire, a torch around back and support
I run gang hoop in court

Let it run like a course about progress
Just check my report
Uh, I see you and your friends
It's just me and my mans

We got drink, we on hand
We could blow, I got wind
Spark a conversation
I seen her body language

Her body was sangin'
It told me to come here
I'm gonna wax out, not leavin' no smears
You hearin' me clear

Flash call, I'm grabbin' a beer
Let's roll, we can get outta here
Light the light, we can't hear it
We burn that on the way to the room

She the bomb, like a boom
Lights, camera, action
Our closest on Zoom
You gon' need a mop after you pry this broom

Money

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