[Tory Lanez] Throw a couple hundreds, touchdown at the goal
Say I“ll shake it down if I throw a hundred more Say she ain“t used to it, she don“t go low Throw a couple bands and you watch her hit the floor Throw a couple bands on her, watch “em land on her Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you I“ma throw these bands on you, they gon“ land on you Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you
[Uncle Murda] She gon“ bust it open without hesitating She know not to keep a real nigga waiting (She know) I“m a shooter, no exaggeration
Got a big dick, I“m intimidating (Ha) Got “em turnt up in the telly They overage, no R. Kelly (Word) If the bitch bad, I probably fucked already This thug life and I“m Makaveli (Yeah) Tell your friends, I“ll tell my friends, we could be friends for the weekend Bitches just wanna live they best life, they impressed by the money we spend (We got it) Do something strange for a little change, tell your homegirl come do the same Don“t be acting like you“re not like that, you know you like that, don“t be ashamed Ayy, niggas looking at us dripping, I“m watching them just watching (I see y“all) Bitches on us like eeny, meeny, miny, moe, we got so many options (Woah, woah) I“m with Tasha and Tameka (Woo)
Tiffany and Alicia (Woo) DMX, what they want from me? I“m with Stacey and Keisha
[Tory Lanez] Throw a couple hundreds, touchdown at the goal Say I“ll shake it down if I throw a hundred more Say she ain“t used to it, she don“t go low Throw a couple bands and you watch her hit the floor Throw a couple bands on her, watch “em land on her (Woah, woah, woah) Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you (Woah, woah, woah) I“ma throw these bands on you, they gon“ land on you (Woah, woah, woah) Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you (Woah, woah, woah)
[Stefflon Don] He gon“ go down without hesitating He know not to keep a real don waiting If the don waiting, that“s money gone Dick better be bigger than a leprechaun He said, "Baby, can you keep it real for me?" Be bae and not steal from me I don“t care what the fuck you say Just eat the cake, that“s sak pase Money moola making Mitch I don“t want you hard, I handle my biz Niggas on my like I just caught the prick I stay dripping like a patient who“s sick If they hating, I“ma tell “em, "Don“t trip" Load up the stick, then I just let it rip Rick the Ruler, but the chopper on hip Pussy little, so my ego real big
Tippy toes when I“m riding the dick Vamanos, wrap “em tight on my wrist On my knees, let me juggle that shit If they bummy, they ain“t part of the clique Bitches old, but they moving like kids Ain“t double tapping, but they preeing my ting I don“t trust nobody, cutting my ting Heart cold like it came from the six (Bitch)
[Tory Lanez] Hundreds, touchdown at the goal Say I“ll shake it down if I throw a hundred more Say she ain“t used to it, she don“t go low Throw a couple bands and you watch her hit the floor Throw a couple bands on her, watch “em land on her (Woah, woah, woah) Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you (Woah, woah, woah)
I“ma throw these bands on you, they gon“ land on you (Woah, woah, woah) Make me hit your friend, have her come and dance on you (Woah, woah, woah)