ScottFreePreach - Waistline (feat. Koren Grace)

Living Scott free thats the motto
Middle of the dance floor drinking straight out the bottle
She hotter than fried chicken coming fresh out the kitchen
The way she shaking them hips got me thinking I gotta get it
And she wit it now she twerking
Hands all on her body that booty feeling so perfect
Before you know it I was raising my glass
I complimented how she moving she looked at me and laughed she said
If you came to party with me
I don't want to hear about your history
No no no
Show me your dance moves
I came to get loose
Aint here to judge you yea
Want to work with want to work with
Show me a good time
I came to get right
I wanna feel your heart rise when I
Work your waistline work your waistline
Throwing it back as we grind to the baseline
Sweating hard holding on to her waistline
The liquor in me and the whole place litty
bout the third song in and we still getting busy
Better believe I got all of my niggas with me
Fresh from Philly tan butters and black dickies
Bottles on bottles telling the dj turn it up
Putting weed in the air drinking whats left up in my cup
And I'm on told her I am in my zone
Tryna find the way to get you to my home
Now we been dancing in this spot all night
Tell me whats it gonna take to leave with you tonight
If you came to party with me
I don't want to hear about your history
No no no
Show me your dance moves
I came to get loose
Aint here to judge you yea
Want to work with want to work with
Show me a good time
I came to get right
I wanna feel your heart rise when I
Work your waistline work your waistline
When I wind it back you better catch this fire
American boy
Show me your dance moves
I came to get loose
Aint here to judge you yea
Want to work with want to work with
Show me a good time
I came to get right
I wanna feel your heart rise when I
Work your waistline work your waistline

Written by:
Courtney Temple, Koren Grace

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