Chorus
Loving My Style
She Bout That Bag
A Bit to Real
A Bit Fast yeah
Shawty Know Wassup
For This Round It's on me
Bottles Up
Keep it Real with G
She Gone "Throw it back"
"Throw it back" x4
Yeah Yae aye aye aye
Verse 1
Party At The Crib till the AM
Sipped A Couple Bottles
Be That Henny Feeling Gettin Faded
It Ain't Even Friday
Everyday Feel like a Payday
I Can't Help She wanna
Throw It Back For Real a Nigga
Down for A Real Hitta
Super Model Bad
Way she throw them Heels on
Got a Physique Like her Momma
Be them Genes on her
Drip Wet Got a Nigga
Wanna Sip From it
She Say Daddy Omg
When Put that Wood on her
From the ( Left )
To The ( Side )
Buss it ( Down )
Suicide
From The ( Right )
Get it ( Shawty )
All Nighter
Till The AM
From the South side
Chorus
Loving My Style
She Bout That Bag
A Bit to Real
A Bit Fast yeah
Shawty Know Wassup
For This Round It's on me
Bottles Up
Keep it Real with G
She Gone "Throw it back"
"Throw it back" x4
Yeah Yae aye aye aye
Verse 2
Gucci Slides, White T in
Tommy Hilfiger
Times Member Riding Round
In that Monte Carlo
Staight Hunnits
Cross The Board
Never Had a Problem
Dumb Stupid Go Retarded
Be That Money Callin
For They Be Preying on you
Down fall
That's A
No No
For Everybody Not
Gone Shine With you
Shawty No Doubt
For They Ain't
There to Really
Ride With You
Ride With You
For the Win
We Ain't Worried bout you...
Break
Yea Aye aye aye...
For the Win
We Ain't Worried bout you...
Chorus
Loving My Style
She Bout That Bag
A Bit to Real
A Bit Fast yeah
Shawty Know Wassup
For This Round It's on me
Bottles Up
Keep it Real with G
She Gone "Throw it back"
"Throw it back" x4
Yeah Yae aye aye aye