[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
My niggas smoke but i’m DJ
We got something for you
Go an tell the DJ’s
My niggas smoke but i’m DJ
We got something for you
Go an tell the DJ’s
Put that ass right here[x3]
Oh yea right here, right here, right here
Right here, yea
Baby show me how you move it
Oh yea right here, right here, right here
Gon lose control
[Chorus: BJ the Chicago Kid]
You can put it down turn it around
Mr. bartender lights out
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
Backshots no ass shots
Mash up an I dash out
Louie bitch her man be
All up in the farm tryin to bring her pass slot
Cause that head us good
That head is real good
She throw her hair up in a bun and keep it real hood
She deserve finest put me out like baby in a bonnett
Got a tight schedule but we get around it
Little bit of hennessy little bit a chronic
Fuck it
She like you like it I love it
That mouth gon get a ear studded
Shit so real hard to keep on my bucket
Drop a thug tear for it
I’m like, put that ass right here, put that ass right here
C’mon, hop your pretty ass in that whip
C’mon, chanel swag got her face lit
C’mon, move that thing
She like nigga you got game
It’s the pussy power that shit stay on my brain
[Chorus: BJ the Chicago Kid]
You can put it down turn it around
Mr. bartender lights out
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
The power of the P.U.S.S.Y
Get a ole nigga for his SSI
God damn ho too much Kerry Wash Scandal
She just wanna fuck no candles
Expensive gifts that bitch love paper, me too
But for right now it’s bottom lip biting and fuck faces
She like you ain't ready you holdin that covers like Robin’s & Eddie
Yow mind blown
Bitch straight slide you
She like it rules to this shit, I admire the fly
But when the feeling get to intense
Nigga it’s pimp or die
[Bridge: BJ the Chicago Kid]
Put that ass right here[x3]
Oh yea right here, right here, right here
Right here, yea
Baby show me how you move it
Oh yea right here, right here, right here
Gon lose control
[Chorus: BJ the Chicago Kid]
You can put it down turn it around
Mr. bartender lights out
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
She stay up on my brain, stay up on my brain
That pussy stay up on my brain
I’m gon turn the lights off
