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toot it up - yg, mozzy & tyga lyrics

[chorus: yg]
i told her, “toot it up, bend it over, make it shake” (make it shake)
b*tch, i’m looted up, she wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m great (’cause i’m great)
at the booty club, finna throw your rent, so don’t be late (don’t be late)
i told her, “f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck what they think” (yeah)
in the maybach truck, “i’m him” on the license plate, hold up (yeah, yeah)
how you get all that ass with no waist? (with no waist)
bet that p*ssy pretty, sit it on my face (on my face)
i ain’t trippin’, make it shake, earthquake, ayy (earthquake)

[verse 1: yg]
all that ass like it’s your birthday (love you)
bad b*tch, she fresh out of surgery (shakin’)
birkin hangin’ off her arm, she in first place (first place)
i’m proud of her, so i prada her the first day (brazy, brazy)
i ain’t no trick, but i be trickin’ on her (trickin’ on her)
she half*naked on the ‘gram but i ain’t trippin’ on her (i ain’t trippin’ on her)
that p*ssy wet as f*ck, before i f*ck, i’m sippin’ on her (i’m sippin’ on her)
if that p*ssy ran through and dried up, i’m dippin’ on her (bye, b*tch)
yeah, yeah*yeah, yeah*yeah, straight like that (straight like that)
f*ckin’ on my best friend ’cause we straight like that (straight like that)
i spit in her mouth while hittin’ it from the back
i’m pullin’ out lace fronts, pony tails and tracks (ooh)
she f*ck all the rappers, she a lil’ rat (she a lil’ rat)
we pull up to the stu’, i’m tryna break her back (tryna break her back)
p*ssy poppin’ out the panties, ooh, it’s fat
walk in the booty club, i’m like, “who is that?”
[chorus: yg & tyga]
i told her, “toot it up, bend it over, make it shake” (make it shake)
b*tch, i’m looted up, she wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m great (’cause i’m great)
at the booty club, finna throw your rent, so don’t be late (don’t be late)
i told her, “f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck what they think” (yeah)
in the maybach truck, “i’m him” on the license plate, hold up (yeah, yeah)
how you get all that ass with no waist? (with no waist)
bet that p*ssy pretty, sit it on my face (on my face)
i ain’t trippin’, make it shake, earthquake, ayy (earthquake, uh)

[verse 2: tyga]
i tell her, “toot it up”, ass fat, i shoot it up (yeah)
b*tch, i’m booted up, hard liquor, i’m hooted up
takin’ shots off her body, that booty, she pop it up (yeah)
fire in the pocket, i pop it and light it up, yeah
porsche 918, p*ssy wet, swim ting (ooh)
all my b*tches get along, no hating (nah)
private location, no tellin’ what i’m making (yeah, yeah)
palm tree weather, got a bad b*tch baking
yeah, hunnid thousand dollars on the marble top
patty*cake, baker man, i get bread a lot (yeah)
real quiet, got a mashed potato on the glock
and that b*tch suck me up like a cough drop
wait, wait, poppin’, poppin’, on her, on her face, face
mask on (on), no case
she got them double ds, we ain’t on a double date (nah)
just matte the benz, f*cked her on the first date
[chorus: yg & mozzy]
i told her, “toot it up, bend it over, make it shake” (make it shake)
b*tch, i’m looted up, she wanna f*ck me ’cause i’m great (’cause i’m great)
at the booty club, finna throw your rent, so don’t be late (don’t be late)
i told her, “f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck what they think” (yeah)
in the maybach truck, “i’m him” on the license plate, hold up (yeah, yeah)
how you get all that ass with no waist? (with no waist)
bet that p*ssy pretty, sit it on my face (on my face)
i ain’t trippin’, make it shake, earthquake, ayy (earthquake, yeah)

[verse 3: mozzy]
i might f*ck around and drown in all this water
no, i am not the b*tches baby father
no, i refuse to cuff these little thotters
no, turnin’ down the tree that she just offered
’cause it’s me, i do not condone
cookie my cologne, that why she won’t leave me ‘lone
i told her, “make it wobble for me, i’ma make a song”
i ain’t post her on my story, that my lil’ partner jawn
it’s your money in the air, she gon’ get it off the floor
actin’ like you pimpin’, you can send her to the store
your hoein’ worth some paper, baby, how could you be broke?
i know that kitty pretty, ‘fore i l!ck it, gotta soak (uh*oh)

- yg mozzy tyga lyrics

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