Tropic Thunder

[Intro] Uh, uh Shawty sweet like wooo Yeaaah [Chorus] Air Max on my feet, you'll get beat down in my runners She a goddamn freak, had a bitch locked in ten summers Ah, ah, ah Clapping like Tropic Thunder Ah, ah, ah Clapping that shit, no wonder [Verse 1] Shawty here sweet like honey bun Jump in that pussy, having fun Put it right here, baby, on my tongue Beat up the uh 'til shawty cum Beat up the, he outta control Bussin' her down like platinum and gold Let's keep it a buck, these niggas been old Let's see what you got, bitch know what you sold It's keeping me up, I'm back in that mode Got diamonds and rocks, I feel like I'm Hov And lil' buddy got rocks that he cook on the stove Moving, moving [Chorus] Air Max on my feet, you'll get beat down in my runners She a goddamn freak, had a bitch lockеd in ten summers Ah, ah, ah Clapping like Tropic Thundеr Ah, ah, ah Clapping that shit, no wonder [Open Verse] [Refrain / Outro] Air Max on my feet, you'll get beat down in my runners She a goddamn freak, had a bitch locked in ten summers Ah, ah, ah Clapping like Tropic Thunder Ah, ah, ah Clapping that shit, no wonder