Lyrics:

[Chorus]
I've been working out all summer for these pics (For these pics)
Milkshake (Uh, uh), getting thick (Uh, uh)
He gon' shoot his shot, but he gon' hit a brick (A brick)
If I shoot my shot, just know I never miss (Shoot, uh)
Is that your aura? (Aura)
Bitch, you glowin' (Glowin', Bitch, you glowin')
Ain't no sleepin' over here, you bitches borin' (bitches borin')
Book a flight (Yeah, yeah)
Now we tourin' (Tourin', yeah, yeah)
Give me that tongue (Yeah), 23, Michael Jordan
[Post-Chorus]
Ball out (Yeah), ball out
Way I put in work
I can't call out (Woo)
Make your nigga faint
I know I'm bad, yeah (He gon' fall out)
Ass fat, yeah (Uh-huh)
Tummy flat, yeah (Shit, okay)
This ain't that, yeah

[Refrain]
Got my hands up on my hip
When I dip, you dip, we dip
Why my body look like this?
'Cause I ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
You can't imagine it like this
Got a line up full of chicks
Look from side to sidе
It's like a pageant in this bitch
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, work it)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, work it)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, work it)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, work it)


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