Ronde - low

Lil baby won't you work that ass
Then drop it low
Imma throw these bands
They gon rain on the flo
We goin up
Like nobody else was up in the room
Don't give a fuck
See the moon but we gon go till its noon
Feel like im floating
Diving in your ocean
Mami
Cause you soaking
I'm sipping on yo potion
And you the one im wanting
I crave you thru the night
You the one who i can count on When i need to take flight
Give you pipe
What you like
Soon as you get off the pole
You can hit me on the phone
Imma give you what you want
Babygirl
Cause i know you
Your mind, heart, and soul
Got a presence made of gold
And it can not be sold
So lil baby won't you work that ass
Then drop it low
Imma throw these bands
They gon rain on the flo
We goin up
Like nobody else was up in the room
Don't give a fuck
See the moon but we gon go till its noon
Could get a room
Smoke some weed and eat a magic mushroom
See my boys soon
Me and her about to go to the moon
We going up
Temperature is getting hotter than june
I beat it up
Killed the kitty leave it dead in a tomb
She met her doom
Now she looking tryna make me a groom
But i went vroom
Skrted off, swept her away like a broom
Make sure she left nothing behind
But i can smell her perfume
And baby girl might be a dime
But i got plenty dabloons
So can you
Work that ass
Then drop it low
Imma throw these bands
They gon rain on the flo
We goin up
Like nobody else was up in the room
Dont give a fuck
See the moon but we gon go till its noon
And babygirl she want a hustler
I might be the dude
I can give her what she wanting
If she follow the rules
Dont be a fool
I can gas you up
Yeah i'll be the fuel
We just cant be stuck together
I'm not tryna be glued
Uh

Written by:
Omar Crowder

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