No Hands (Remix)

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash & Waka Flocka Flame]

Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)

DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)

I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)

Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)

Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)

I love the way your booty go (Come on)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka Flocka, yeah)

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]

All that ass, in your jeans

Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?

Long hair, she don't care

When she walk, she gets stares

Brown-skin or a yellow bone, DJ, this my favorite song

So I'ma make it thunderstorm, flood warning, Flocka, yeah

Blow it, fuck it, I don't care, Jacksons flying everywhere

Tap my partner Roscoe, like, "Bruh, I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell?

Threw me 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fucking well

I'm tryna hit the hotel with two girls that swallow me

Take this dick while I swallow, Pink Moscato got her freaky

Hey, you got me in a trance (Damn), please take off your pants

Pussy pop on a handstand, you got me sweating

Please pass me a fan, damn

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]

Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)

DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)

I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)

Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)

Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)

I love the way your booty go (Come on)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move (Ooh)

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

I need a down south bitch, a real boss chick

That's what I need in my life, just so I can floss big

I'm the shit, miss, but my goodness you did

Dancin' like you strippin', and I love your lipstick

Push that business, I got that good dick

I hit your kidneys, come be a witness

She think I'm trippin', her man is slippin'

I'm water whippin', stay in the kitchen

I got them oatmeal cookies, and they going for the nifty

Good collard greens got them pills and the couple

That white girl got me rich I think I love her

She don't love me, she use me

If using me mean losing me, then move it, it's Gucci

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]

Girl, the way you're moving got me in a trance (Yeah)

DJ, turn me up, ladies, this your jam (Come on)

I'ma sip Moscato, and you gon' lose them pants (Ooh)

Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands (L'eggo)

Girl, drop it to the floor (Yeah)

I love the way your booty go (Come on)

All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move

Waka, Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, yeah!

And I'll proceed to throw this cash (L'eggo)