Girl the way you movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies this yo jam
Imma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants
And Imma 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 wanna do is sit back and watch you move
And I'll procede to throw this cash

All that ass in yo jeans
Can Wale beat? Can Roscoe skeet?
Long hair she don't care
When she walks she gets stares
Brown skin or a yellow bone
DJ this my favorite song
So Imma make it thunderstorm
Bud want it, Flocka ya
Blowin' fuck it I don't care
Chests flyin' everywhere
Tap my partner Roscoe like bruh
I'm drunk as hell, can't you tell
Goose had me spent 'bout 50 stacks, well fuck it

(chorus)

(She said look ma, no hands) She said look ma, no hands
And no darlin' I don't dance
And I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I think I deserve a chance
I'm a bad motherfucker
Gon' ask a motherfucker
A young handsome motherfucker
I sling that wood, I just nunchuck 'em
And who you wit'?
And whats yo name?
Did you not hear boo? I'm wale
And that DC shit I rep all day
And my eyes red cuz of all that haze
Don't blow my high, 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

(chorus)

R-O-S-C-O-E mister shawty put it on me
I be going ham, shawty upgrade from bologne
Dem niggas tippin' good girl but I can make it flood
Cause I walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
Bigger than my fucking bus

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 her booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go, go, gon' do your dance

And Imma throw this money
While you do it with no hands

(chorus)

Girl drop it to the flo'
A low as you can go
Drop it to the flo'
OH

BOUNCE

GO