Lyrics:

Drop that pussy, bitch
What you twerkin' with?
I'm Young Papi, champagne
They know the face and they know the name (Bounce)
Drop that pussy, bitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What you twerkin' with? (Bounce)
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce (What you twerkin' with?)
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce (What you twerkin' with?)
What you twerkin' with?
What you twerkin' with?
What you twerkin' with?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Montana, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Work, work, work, work, work, what you twerkin' with?
Throw it, buss it open
Show me what you twerkin' with
A-a-ass so fat, need a lap dance (Ha)
I'm in that white ghost, chasin' Pac-Man (Woo)
Hundred out the lot, I be leanin', that's CÎROC
Hundred large, bring a mop
Cars tinted, like Barack (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got a Brinks truck in my pocket (Pocket)
Thirty chains on my collar (Collar)
Two drives, no mileage (Mileage)
Top off, like Wallace
And I'm inhalin' smoke, bitch, know that (Know that)
Filthy rich before rap ('Fore rap)
Your new deal, I throw that (Throw that)
Three beans, I'm on that (On that)
(Ha) We pop a molly, (Ha) she bust it open (Ha)
She see the 'Gatti? (Ha)
That pussy soakin'

Bounce
What you twerkin' with?
Shout out to the Infernos
Strawberries
Luke, what it do?
Let's go
(M-M-Maybach Music)
I love my big booty bitches, my life a Godfather picture
Local club in my city, I fell in love with a stripper
Bitches know I'm that nigga, talkin' four-door Bugatti
I'm the life of the party, let's get these hoes on the molly
You know I came to stunt, so drop that pussy, bitch
I got what you want, drop that pussy, bitch
Film it, film it, this bitch want me to film it
Ballin', ballin', like I play for New England
Spend it, spend it, spend a stack every minute
That's fifty, one hundred, I see no fuckin' limits
Shout out to uncle Luke (Huh)
Shout out my bitches too (Huh)
We the 2 Live Crew, two for me, two for you (Woo)
Feed them bitches carrots (Huh)
Fuck 'em like a rabbit (Ha)
Sorry that's a habit
Smoke a spliff and then I vanish
Bounce
What you twerkin' with? (Yeah)
(Don't stop)
What you twerkin' with?
I'm about bein' single, seein' double
Makin' triple (Right)
I hope you pussy niggas hatin' never make a nickel (Right)
It's good to make it better when your people make it with you
Money comin', money going, ain't like you can take it with you (Alright)
It's about to be a hit right now, fuck back then, we the shit right now
Dropped Take Care, bought a motherfuckin' crib
And I'm pickin' up the keys to the bitch right now
OVO, that's major shit
Toronto with me, that's mayor shit
Gettin' cheddar packs like K.D., OKC, that's player shit
We don't dress alike, we don't rap alike
I shine different, I rhyme different
Only thing you got is some years on me
Man, fuck you and yo' time difference
I'm Young Papi, champagne
They know the face and they know the name
Got one watch that could probably pay for like all your chains
And you'd owe me change, ah!
Greystone, twenty bottles, that's all me
On the couch, wildin' out
Yellin', 'Free my niggas till they all free'
One of my closets dawgs got three kids and they all three
But we always been that type of crew that be good without a plan B, so?
Bounce
What you twerkin' with? (Bounce)
Bounce
What you twerkin' with? (Uh)
Bitch, stop talkin' that shit
And suck a nigga dick for some Trukfit
Okay, I fuck a bitch and I'm gone
That's Gangsta, Al Capone
I make that pussy spit like bone
I'm talkin' 'bout bone, bone, bone, bone
I'm fuckin' with French, excuse my French
I lose my mind 'fore I lose my bitch
Money ain't a thing but a chicken wing
Bitch, I ball like two eyelids
YMCM beat that pussy up, stop playin'
I make her ass scream and holler like rock bands
I'ma beast, I'm off the leash
I am rich like a bitch
On my Proactiv shit
Pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil' Tunechi, yo' girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I would twist you like an Rubix
Motherfucka, I'm on my skateboard
Watch me do a trick, ho
I'm 5'5', but I could 6-9
Then beat that pussy like Klitschko
It's French Montana, fuck Joe
It's Weezy F, fuck hoes
It's Truk the world, it's Truk yo' girl
And it's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch
Bounce
What you twerkin' with?
I forgot
Bounce
Young Moolah, baby! (What you twerkin' with?)