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Massari

Última actualización realizada el: 4 de marzo de 2022

Woah, woah Drinks in the air like, everybody feel like Woah, woah

Everybody hands in the sky like, we run the night like Woah, woah Drum beatin′ harder than a bongo She drop it down low Woah, woah Up on the seams they watch me now Gotta light the shisha, then we pass the Chardonnay Poppin' bottles we ain′t leaving till the morning Let me see you put your lighters in the air Shorty wine up on my body like you want it She movin' fast, she winin' slow She′s tellin′ me, that she's ready to go I′m spending cash, geronimo, when Massari in the party make the club go Woah, woah Drinks in the air like, everybody feel like Woah, woah Everybody hands in the sky like, we run the night like Woah, woah Drum beatin' harder than a bongo She drop it down low Woah, woah Up on the seams they watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Watching me, watching me like a movie in a club We run tings, know a-big tings we run Rock wit me, rock wit me, got′cha body burnin' up Push it back on me, touching me, like you wanna give it up I wanna, pull you pon your waist, you′ll never wanna leave I got you right where you wanna be And I know, tonight I'm gonna make you fall in love with me Girl I'll be makin′ your body scream Woah, woah Drinks in the air like, everybody feel like Woah, woah Everybody hands in the sky like, we run the night like Woah, woah Drum beatin′ harder than a bongo She drop it down low Woah, woah Up on the seams they watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom I got what you want, pull up and stunt Right right looking like first of the month I'm talkin′ forty a feature Bad b- on the shisha Everyday we cash out, smoke smokin' that Keisha High ′til the morning, bad bitch I'm showin′ it Watch 'em land on the charts Came up fresh out the corner You know I talk like a pimp With the Ghost like a mac Takin' off like Kemp, play that post like Shaq Cold fever from money, Morocco when sunny Quarter mill on the wheel Thirty chains on my stomach Got plenty to smoke, champagne for the pain Doin′ doin′ the most, you know we runnin' the game Woah, woah Drinks in the air like, everybody feel like Woah, woah Everybody hands in the sky like, we run the night like Woah, woah Drum beatin′ harder than a bongo She drop it down low Woah, woah Up on the seams they watch me now

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