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 Is it over? I could be another 
Is it over? I could be another 
Is it? 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (ho) 
Hands on your knees (ho), hands on your knees (ow) 
Shake that ass for drake (yup), now, shake that ass for me 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees 
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees 
Shake that ass for drake (yeah), now, shake that ass for me. 
Ayy, I still got some love deep inside of me 
No need to lie to me, I know you got a guy 
He's not not a guy to me 
Just say goodbye to him, then take the ride to me, ride to me 
I still got some love deep inside of me 
Please drag it out of me 
You just might 
Just might get that g-wagon out of me 
Please drag it out of me, please drag it out 
Rollie gang, patty gang, rich baby daddy gang 
I'm with red like I'm at a cincinnati game 
Hood bitch, tat her gang 'fore she tat her name 
Real bitch, held me down 'fore I had a name 
Heard there's money on my head, what is that to me? 
I put a hundred bands on him, he put a rack on me 
We from two different worlds, but it's a match to me 
The bend it over only time she turn her back on me (for real) 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (ho) 
Hands on your knees (ho), hands on your knees (ow) 
Shake that ass for drake (yup), now, shake that ass for me 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees 
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees 
Shake that ass for drake (yeah), now, shake that ass for me. 
Your man so good and you deserve that in your suffering 
I need a dick and conversation, can you cover me? 
I had a feeling this is more than what we both say 
I had a feeling this is more than a feeling 
I can't let you get away 
Feels good, but it can't be love 
Ain't a damn thing that I do 
Ain't a damn thing, oh... 
Bend that ass over (ooh), let that coochie breathe (ooh) 
Shake that ass, bitch (ooh), hands on your knees (ooh) 
Hands on your knees (all been there), hands on your knees 
Shake that ass for drake (uh), now, shake that ass for me 
Bend that ass over (yeah), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch (yeah), hands on your knees (hands on your) 
Hands on your knees (hands on your), hands on your knees (yeah) 
Shake that ass for drake, now, shake that ass for me (shake, shake, shake) 
You like my voice, I turn you on 
Red weave, it match my thong 
He heard about me, know my song 
I drive him crazy, can't leave me 'lone 
Foreign trucks, I pull up 
Thirty inches to my butt 
Nails done, I'm fine as fuck 
Niggas tryna see what's up. 
I'm lucky 
I'm lucky 
I'm lucky 
I'm lucky. 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees (ho) 
Hands on your knees (ho), hands on your knees (ow) 
Shake that ass for drake (yup), now, shake that ass for me 
Bend that ass over (baow), let that coochie breathe (yeah) 
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees 
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees 
Shake that ass for drake (yeah), now, shake that ass for me. 
You know the root of it 
You know the lies and you know the truth of it 
I see the future and I can see you in it 
Girl, I'm not stupid, so don't play no stupid shit 
I swear, poppin' my shit come with consequences 
Post nut clarity, I came to my senses 
I knew it was love when it started as a friendship 
Askin' 'bout a baby, we should probably get a frenchie 
And take care of the dog 
Take care of the dog 
Until the dog days are over 
The dog days are done 
And you know I'm the one, I'm the one 
The dog days are over, dog days are done 
And you know I'm. 
We was fuckin' night after night, I'll change your life 
You ain't even know how to suck it right, I taught you right 
You ain't even heard of grace bay 'til I bought the flight 
You ain't even know how cold you was 'til I bought you ice 
You can't even look at him the same, we a different type 
You just text me trippin', I reply, 'have a safe flight' 
Wanna stick around for the ride, baby, hol' on tight. 
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