The Guilty Pleasure (No Hands)

[Chorus - Roscoe Dash] Girl the way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies dis yo jam I'ma sip Moscato And you 'gon lose dem pants Then I'ma throw this money While you do it with no hands Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way yo booty go All I want to do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash [Verse 1 - Waka Floka Flame] (Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Whoa, Whoa) All that ass In yo jeans Can Wale be Can Roscoe scheme Long hair she don't care When she walk she get stares Brown skin or a yellow-bone DJ this my favorite song So I'ma make it thunderstorm Bud, want it Flocka yea Blowin' fuck it I dont care Chests' flyin' everywhere Got my partner Roscoe, like bruh I'm drinkin', help can't you tell Booze help me hit them 15 steps ? I'm fuckin', well I'm tryna hit the hotel With 2 girls that swallow me Take this dick while I'm swallow ? Moscato got her freaky Aye you got me in a trance Please take off yo pants Pussy pop on her handstand You got me sweatin' Please pass me a fan damn! [Chorus - Roscoe Dash] Girl the way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies dis yo jam I'ma sip Moscato And you 'gon lose dem pants Then I'ma throw this money While you do it with no hands Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way yo booty go All I want to do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash [Verse 2 - Waka Floka Flame] (Aye, aye, Wale, uh) She said look ma no hands She said look ma no hands And not darling I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad mothafucka Gon' ask some mothafuckas A young handsome mothafucka I sling that wood I just don't chuck 'em And, who you wit And, what's yo name And, you not hear boo, I'm Wale And, that D.C. shit I rep all day And, my eyes red cuz of all that haze Don't blow ma, ha Let me shine Drumma on the beat Let me take my time Nigga want beef we can take it outside Fight for what broad These hoes ain't mine Is you out yo mind You out yo league I sweat no bitches Just sweat out weaves Where our tracks Let me do my thing I got 16, for this Roscoe thing But, I'm almost done Let me get back to it Whole lotta loud And a little backwood Whole lotta money Big tip I would I put her on the train Little engine could, bitch [Chorus - Roscoe Dash] Girl the way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies dis yo jam I'ma sip Moscato And you 'gon lose dem pants Then I'ma throw this money While you do it with no hands Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way yo booty go All I want to do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash [Verse 3 - Roscoe Dash] (Roscoe Dash, let's go) R-O-S-C-O-E Mr. shawty put it on me I be goin' ham Shawty upgrade from baloney Them niggas tippin' good Girl but I can make it flood Cuz I walk around With pockets bigger than my bus Rain, rain go away That's what all my haters say My pockets stuck on overload My reign never evaporates No need to eleberate Most of these ducks exaggerate But, I'ma get money nigga Everyday stuntin' nigga Ducks might get a chance after me Bitch I'm ballin' Like I'm comin' off of free throws Cuz the head of the game No cheat codes Lambo, Roscoe No street code And your booty got me lost like Nemo Go, go, go G-gon' and do yo dance And, I'ma throw this money While you do it wit no hands (I'm gone!) [Chorus - Roscoe Dash] Girl the way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies dis yo jam I'ma sip Moscato And you 'gon lose dem pants Then I'ma throw this money While you do it with no hands Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way your booty go All I want to do is sit back And watch you move And I'll proceed to throw this cash