Whatchya On
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Whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya on, shawty Whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya on Look Got a wicked shawty Really with the witchery Yeah she always tried to get at me But I don't trust no one I always think that they gon switch on me Woah But now we cool that was like years ago that's history And now I'm feeling you Baby I think you fit for me Those diamond eyes F*ck what they got going at Tiffany's Guess it was meant to be Both like weed mixed with Hennessy One night she's telling me fre$h I've got a friend you should meet Damn I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok Baby wassup Yeah, hey She like, ok ok ok ok ok ok Can she spend the night Yeah I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok ok Whatever u like Yeah yeah, ok Yeah ok Then they come over I got both 'em sitting shoulder to shoulder Woah We just been chillin on the sofa In my head I'm thinking That I wanna bend 'em over Woah But I keep my composure Two pieces of art Man, Frankie like composer Like it's my trade Know what to say Not to mention my accolades They appreciate Woah-oh I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok What we doing They like Well where's the bottle Off the drink I'm such a problem They gon make this Interesting I said Baby I'm listening One chocolate and one cinnamon Both sweet they so different Don't know what to put 'em in I'm brainstorming positionings 1, 2, 3 Casamigos now we so lit Got one of 'em grinding weed The other roll it Kissing on my neck My baby asked me if I'm open, yeah And it's Got me like so surprised But f*ck it Tequila shot Take tequila shots Her buddy say something nervous Don't repeat it back Them drunk words starting look a lot Like them sober thoughts They like fre$h whatchya got Play your song Oh my god Yeah, aye yeah I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok We can do that I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok But y'all gotta throw it back Yeah, aye I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok Let's put it on Yeah, yeah So I play my song I got these pretty ladies Dancing on my chairs Second verse comes around They only in they underwear Big ol' lips kissing on my neck She looking up at her friend I'm thinking all up in my head Try not to be a minute man Grabbing all up on my pants Anxious for what's coming next Of course a nigga came prepared Golden rubbers stay on deck Friend no longer looking scared Get to whispering in my ear And said, so where you wanna go from here, daddy Whatchya, whatchya on, shawty I'm like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok I'm gonna take these off Aw yeah They like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok fre$h you the boss Yeah Like, ok ok ok ok ok ok ok Yeah Yeah, ok Whatchya, whatchya on, shawty Whatchya, whatchya on, shawty Whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya on, shawty Whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya Whatchya, whatchya on
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