From the recording Bad Boii

Written & Music Produced by Joshua Sims

Lyrics

When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass

I wanna thank all the ladies sexy up in the trap scene
Dodge that girl over there looking like wolverine
Not a thot was what I thought, beat it up and make it soft
Cute face, thick waist, down to go to my favorite place
Marinate, celebrate, trynna give you that good upgrade
Mini shirt drive me crazy, eye sight getting hazy
Bounce it up and bring it back, I wanna see that booty clap
Narcos or ecstasy, I don’t want my ex to see
Feeling better doing better, measure by no normal standards
Wet wet is drip dripping, super soaker overload her
In the corner with the breezy, take it easy unzip me
Slurp slurp suspicious, look down catfished

When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass


When you see me in the club
I be lookin at that boom boom
When you see me in the club
I be lookin at that boom boom
Booty dukes, apple dukes
I can do what he can’t do
I can be everything in a man you’re looking for
You're sitting in the back seat
Lucky just to see me
You said your name is beauty
But I call you more freak
With seven colors up in your hair
Wonder why people stare
Like oops, oops take a pose
Looking like you a rose
That ugly nose
Ugly toes
Looking like
What are those
Like oh no, hell no, here we go


Oh no no no I'm done bruh
Man get yo black ass back over here man
Wait a minute I'm not black
Could've fooled me

Shook your ass in my face
Thought you left a little stain
Oh wait a minute this stank
My nose is feeling kinda dank
Wanna see you twerk
Not go ham all on my shirt
Said baby daddy did that hurt
Told her call me big bird
Let you lick my lollipop
Put it in your pudding spot
Watch this single hit the top
Watch my only mixtape drop
Can I get a taste of that
Little momma want that bag
Thought she riding in the jag
Nope look at the price tag

When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
When you in the club
Thinkin bout ass all the time
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass
C’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon, ass, c’mon
Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass