He ain't got no powers
I'm leaving this club less sober (aye)
Got a Keke and my soda (aye)
Got a Keke on my shoulders (yeah)
Say she need me, I don't want her, geeked, geeked
Dollars on her (yeah), gotta throw some more dollars on her (yeah)
Gotta leave at three in the morning (yeah)
She said, "Take me out to Florida" (geeked, geeked)
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time she scrub the ground, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Make that shit go 'round and 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
If you ever gave her your number, she won't call you, stall you
She gon' fall on my lap the day she fall through, although
I'ma say, "Wassup," and then around six I'll pick you up
And you don't ever say what you want 'cause all of this dough has been enough, yeah-yeah
Look at all these dollars and dollars around me
I watch you look out the sky while it's falling
I see these fine women lined out VIP
I got 'em bouncin', bouncin', bouncin' on me, yeah
I'm telling you just how this shit go
Got hella weed and bottles to pour
She shakin' it, then slide on the pole
I'm leavin' with no fetti to throw
I'm super hot and ready to blow
It's lookin' like it's 30-to-four
I swear to God that I need some more
I'm leaving this club less sober (aye)
Got a Keke and my soda (aye)
Got a Keke on my shoulders (yeah)
Say she need me, I don't want her, geeked, geeked
Dollars on her (yeah), gotta throw some more dollars on her (yeah)
Gotta leave at three in the morning (yeah)
She said, "Take me out to Florida," geeked, geeked
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time she scrub the ground, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Make that shit go 'round and 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
I'm leaving this club less sober (aye)
Got a Keke and my soda (aye)
Got a Keke on my shoulders (yeah)
Say she need me, I don't want her, geeked, geeked
Dollars on her (yeah), gotta throw some more dollars on her (yeah)
Gotta leave at three in the morning (yeah)
She said, "Take me out to Florida," geeked, geeked
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time she scrub the ground, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Every time there's money 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
Make that shit go 'round and 'round, that bitch got me geeked, geeked
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