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