Tha X-Mann - THA BOOTY ANTHEM (Pop it, Shake it) (feat. YBG)

Do my lil dance real quick (What)
Do my lil dance real quick (Okay)
Do my lil dance real quick (Okay okay)
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Shorty drunk all of the Hennessey (What)
Shorty mind her business she ain't messy (Yeah)
Fuck nigga free on repeat, twerking with her friends in the middle of first street she gon'
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it (X-Mann)
Work it, bust it
Look me in the eyes while you touch it
Ass in slow motion she not even rushing
Show them stretchmarks man I swear I'm not judging
Ass so fat, can't sit it down
Hands on her knees with her tongue out
Her ex man ain't me he missing out
Mafuckin' dog coming straight out the doghouse
Go 'head do ya dance (AYE X-MANN DO YO DANCE HEY)
Jump out the coop, imma jig a little bit
Promise if I dance, I'll dance with ya bitch
Dance with her friends, we just do a little switch
Imagine what she do on the pole with this dick
Love a Fat Amy, she got perfect pitch
Just like a drum, Imma drill it with sticks but she gon'
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Shorty drunk all of the Hennessey (What)
Shorty mind her business she ain't messy (Yeah)
Fuck nigga free on repeat, twerking with her friends in the middle of first street she gon'
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it
Ain't no disrespecting we love all different women she can be black, white, Asian, Indian Pureto Rican
Skinny, tall, fat, small, don't matter at all because I'm freaking
She don't even come around here she only comes here for the weekend (AHH)
It's YBG ayee, know that I eat boo-tee (On god)
I'm too sweet (Too sweet), she sucking me like sweet tea (Sweet tea, sweet tea)
She bounce that ass like I ride on the beat, she gobbling D and she do it for free
You know the young booty god he finna eat (Eat, eat, eat)
Aye, she ride on the dick and she bouncing that ass
No way I'm hunching if she need some cash
You see me in public I'm cashing the bag, keep me a Neidner it's under the dash
Throw some ass aye, I'm not throwing no cash (No way hoe nah)
Bitch get back, twerk on my lap, or I'm finna dash
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Shorty drunk all of the Hennessey (What)
Shorty mind her business she ain't messy (Yeah)
Fuck nigga free on repeat, twerking with her friends in the middle of first street she gon'
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it, shake it
Pop it

Written by:
Braeden Tracey, Exavier Perry, Joe Morris, Queso Bobbie, Taylor Randle

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