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[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
[Bobbi & Folayan]
Uh, I make it pop like bubblegum
I'm hot now, wait 'til the summer come
Shake somethin', hopscotch, do the Double Dutch
Got hits, got bands like a drummer drum
I got my hands on my back
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
[Bobbi & Folayan]
Uh, I make it pop like bubblegum
I'm hot now, wait 'til the summer come
Shake somethin', hopscotch, do the Double Dutch
Got hits, got bands like a drummer drum
Ah, shake ass 'til my body numb
Ah, make it rain like a money gun
No competition, I already won
You don't eat like it's Ramadan
[ Folayan, Bobbi]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico
Give me space, I don't like people
Lock me up, this ass illegal
Bitch, I'm art, don't need no easel
You know I'm bad
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
Ah, make it rain like a money gun
No competition, I already won
You don't eat like it's Ramadan
[ Folayan, Bobbi]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico
Give me space, I don't like people
Lock me up, this ass illegal
Bitch, I'm art, don't need no easel
You know I'm bad
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
[Folayan, Bobbi]
Uh, I make hoes sick, influenza
You like my pic? Influencer
Touch down London, I flew in, sir
Pussy palace, up in Windsor
Detrois faux fur, yeah, I'm so cold
'Nita Baker, sweet love so low
I need a baker 'cause I got that dough
Pussy knockout, pow, pow, Rambo
[ Folayan, Bobbi]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
[Folayan, Bobbi]
Uh, I make hoes sick, influenza
You like my pic? Influencer
Touch down London, I flew in, sir
Pussy palace, up in Windsor
Detrois faux fur, yeah, I'm so cold
'Nita Baker, sweet love so low
I need a baker 'cause I got that dough
Pussy knockout, pow, pow, Rambo
[ Folayan, Bobbi]
Shoot your shot just like a free throw
Yes, I'm thick, just like my ego
Bestie come wherever we go
Tokyo to Puerto Rico
Give me space, I don't like people
Lock me up, this ass illegal
Bitch, I'm art, don't need no easel
You know I'm bad
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
Give me space, I don't like people
Lock me up, this ass illegal
Bitch, I'm art, don't need no easel
You know I'm bad
[Bobbi]
I got my hands on my back
No, I don't want your man, you can keep that
He like it when I, yeah, just like that
Like that, like that, like that
Like that, like that, like that (Yeah)
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