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Chloe x Halle feat. Doja Cat
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What's that sound like to you? (Oh, oh-oh)
I'on know, man
This one sounds like a remix (oh, oh-oh)
City (Big Latto)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Do it, do it, period
Yeah, said, I'm not kissing nobody
Boy, I got my lipgloss on
Shut up (hush), why you talkin' when you know that this my song?
This is ain't really the night to blow me up, I ditch my phone
Five shots ready to party, throwing it back, it's principle
Throwing it back like fishing pole
Throwing it back like fishing pole
All of your junk like, physical
That's just how we do it, not a rhyme or a reason
We signing broads in the front while you look off in the bleachers
We pullin' up the way we do to keep the audience tweetin'
The farther we going up, it's like the harder they reachin'
If they see my titties, I tell 'em, "Record it and keep it"
A couple twins sittin' pretty, no Victoria Secret (yeah, c'mon)
I beat my face (beat my face)
Movin' fast 'cause the Uber on the way (on the way)
Takin' pictures, make sure you can't see no lace (see no lace)
That wig secure like the money in a safe (in a safe)
I look like bae (I look like bae)
Now I'm on the way (on the way)
Let you know when I'm 'bout a mile away (mile away)
When I'm outside, please don't make me wait (make me wait)
The party startin' when we pull up to the gate (to the gate)
Girl, we so late
I'm just with the crew
We ain't out here looking for boo (no, we not)
'Cause some nights be better with you (yeah, come on, okay)
It's a "Homies only" kind of mood
And tonight, we on a hundred (what's up?)
One hundred (uh-huh)
No drama, no baby mamas, keepin' it cute (come on)
Ooh, ooh
That's just what I do, do, do (do it)
And that's just how we do it, do it, do it (that's just what I do)
And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I put a foreign (skrt) with my friends
AMG (yep) on a Benz
Ride or die (Ride or die) 'til the end ('til the end)
I be cute, how we look settin' trends (period)
These my queens, these my girls (girls)
I don't do pretend (no)
Ice check, wrist check, Patek on ten (ice)
Big rocks, big bags, waist be looking slim (ow)
She keep looking at us but I know she can't swim (City)
We out tonight, probably
City Girls, Chloe, Halle
Niggas on our body (we got that)
Number one box like Roddy
We just here to party
Taste-test, these niggas salty
Test that nigga prolly but he never see my body (at all)
This is what I do (I do)
I'm with my crew (my crew)
Don't call me, call Tyrone, Erykah Badu (Badu)
Lace on like I'm from an island
No, I'm not foreign, I drive 'em
Skrrt, skrrt, all my bitches stay ridin'
Stewardess, my relationship private (period)
Ooh, ooh
That's just what I do, do, do (do it, yeah)
And that's just how we do it
Yeah, that's just how we do it (uh)
Yeah, you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Do it now, lookin' good
Make him spend it like he should
Rolling 'Woods, busting juugs
Love them niggas from the hood (yeah)
Nothin' 'bout me basic and my body stacked like my savings
Rappin' 'bout that pussy power got the whole game intimidated (hah)
Yeah, I make him do it, do it
Nails on fleek, get into it
Money talk, yeah, I speak fluent
So the bag's what I'm pursuin' (yeah)
Toes white, lace right
I look too pretty to fight
And it's tight, I'm his type
They say lil' baby a bite
30 inch bundles with the ba-yang (ba-yang)
Latto got the block hot, just like Lil Wayne
Classy like Chloe and Halle, nasty like Megan (ow)
Losing me, you drop the queen like blackjack in Vegas (Latto)
Ooh, ooh (you like it, you like it, don't you?)
That's just what I do, do, do (you like it, you like it, don't you?)
And that's just how we do it, do it, do it
And you could do it too, ooh, ooh, ooh (you can do it, too)
Oh, oh, oh, I been looking for tonight (tonight)
Girl, lookin' fly, we so high
Got diamonds all over, we shine
Yeah, you know we like the touchin' and the lovin'
And we don't need no hustlin' in the function
So I keep them comin', yeah, you know I be ready
So give me that lovin', oh-oh
Drop that ass to the floor (to the floor)
Here's to the pretty young thing with the big ol' goals
We don't gotta act nice, we don't gotta act right
We never causing no fights, but I'll still give you the smoke
Yeah, I'd smile, you caught my eye, eye
But, boy, I ain't worried bout you tonight-ight
We goin' on and on
They keep on playin' the song
And we gon' do it, do it, do it 'til the early morn'