Woah (feat. Conor Maynard)

Bad bitch from the East side
I'ma die that for pussy, hit it nine times
Flew her first class just for one night
If your man calls, tell him that your phone died
Woah now, gotta slow down
In Miami, man, I swear that shit my hometown
She gotta tight dress with the ice out
She my Gwen Stefani, I ma fuck her no doubt
I’m feeling like the man right now (right now)
Couple thousands in my hand right now (right now)
I'ma throw a couple bands right now (right now)
I'ma make a stripper dance right now (right now)

Woah
Girl, that body woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby, you and I

Woah
Girl, that body woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby, you and I like woah

Like woah, like woah
Got a biddie out in every city that I go
Spanish papi getting money like I’m El Chapo
Spanish mami wanna fuck me like I'm Don Pablo
Met a bitch up in tape
Took her back to my place
But she don’t wanna wait
Had to fuck in the Raif
Caught a flight to LA
Got a car from the gate
To the hills where I stay
Yeah, the boy got it made

Woah
Girl, that body woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby, you and I

Woah
Girl, that body woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby, you and I

Woah
Girl, that body woah
I got somewhere we can go
I won’t tell nobody what we do tonight
Baby, you and I like woah