[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though
Wanna know if I could hit it from behind, though
I'm sippin' on you like some fine wine, though
When it's over, I press rewind, though
Talkin' bands, I got it
Benjamins in my pocket
I traded in my Trues for some Robins
Then he's playing Batman, Fetty's gon' rob him (Yeah)
I got the Glock in my 'Rari
Seventeen shots, no .38
Yeah, I got the Glock in my 'Rari
Seventeen shots, no .38
[Bridge]
Yeah, she's fine
Wonder when she'll be mine
Walk past, I press rewind
See that ass one more time
[Hook]
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
[Verse 2]
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never act wild
Very lowkey on the profile
Catching feelings is a no
Let me show you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves, freak what you heard
[Bridge 2]
I like the way you work it (No Diggity)
I'm 'bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it (No Diggity)
I'm 'bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it (No Diggity)
'Bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it
[Hook]
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
All fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
[Outro]
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it (1738)
No diggity, darling
I'm 'bout to bag it up (1738)
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it (1738)
No diggity, darling
I'm 'bout to bag it up (1738)
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it (1738)
No diggity, darling
I'm 'bout to bag it up (1738)
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