Cha Cha Cha (Explicit)-GloRilla/Fivio Foreign/CMG The Label

作词 : Deshon Gillian/Gloria Woods/Maxie Lee Ryles III 作曲 : Deshon Gillian/Gloria Woods/Maxie Lee Ryles III [Intro: GloRilla] (Dee B got that) Woo, woo, woo Hey, uh [Chorus: GloRilla] I ain't got no worries, Hakuna Matata-ta My man, my man, my man That boy is a thot, thot, thot I got Drac' on me, I make that ***** sing, "Lalala" (Lalala) Slide down on the opps, and make 'em do the cha-cha-cha This my shit, I'm 'bout to come up out this heel (Uh, yeah) ****in' on yo' ho, 'cause I like how it feel (Uh, yeah) That boy can't leave me 'lone, and that's just what it is (Uh, yeah) In this Hellcat, I let Jesus take the wheel (Skrrt) Hm, cha-cha-cha, do the cha-cha-cha (cha-cha-cha) Try to run up on me all you hear is, "Fah-fah-fah" (Boom, boom) Yeah, cha-cha-cha, do the cha-cha-cha Uh, hit it [Verse 1: GloRilla & FIvio Foreign] Left foot, now, y'all (Move to the left) Right foot, left stomp (Stomp) Now, hop one time (Hop), while I hit this blunt (Shh) Two opps this time (Got two of 'em) Got them hoes twinnin' (Twinnin') Big Glo gon' shine (Big Glo gon' shine) Them hood hoes winnin' (We winnin') I was broke in the beginnin' (Yup) Going to church when I was sinnin' (Damn) Smokin' loud after service (Shh) I be gettin' *****es nervous (Nervous) Got ya nigga in my DM (Read) Know I'm ****in', I ain't a virgin (Huh) *****, please, I could have served him (Ha) Better be happy I curved him (Woo) "Cha-cha-cha-cha" when we slide on an opp "Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah" fires jumping out the car (Grrah, boom) Granny told me, "Get that money first" (Uh) While she put it in her bra (Woo) Momma told me not to trust a nigga, far as I can see 'em, they ain't far (Hey) I ain't no soccer momma He gone have the Hellcat me If you love me, eat me out inside this SRT (Skrrt) If you miss me then don't text me, Cash App me (Give me that) Do the cha-cha in this pussy while you ass slap it [Chorus: GloRilla & Fivio Foreign] I ain't got no worries, Hakuna Matata-ta (Grrah, grrah) My man, my man, my man That boy is a thot, thot, thot I got Drac' on me, I make that ***** sing, "Lalala" (Rrah, rrah) Slide down on the opps, and make 'em do the cha-cha-cha (Cha-cha-cha) This my shit, I'm 'bout to come up out this heel (Uh, yeah) ****in' on yo' ho, 'cause I like how it feel (Uh, yeah) That boy can't leave me 'lone, and that's just what it is (Uh, yeah, Fivi) In this Hellcat, I let Jesus take the wheel (Skrrt) Hm, cha-cha-cha (Baow), do the cha-cha-cha (Baow) Try to run up on me all you hear is, "Fah-fah-fah" (Baow, baow, baow, boom, boom) Yeah, cha-cha-cha (Fivi), do the cha-cha-cha (Yeah) Uh (Huh, grrt, baow), hit it [Verse 2: Fivio Foreign] Shawty pull up with her friend I'ma go super viral on her twin I don't like to play, I just like to win 'Nother nigga die every time I grin (Grrt, baow) Jesus took the wheel every time I spin (Huh, yeah, look, huh) Show up to ya crib, nigga, how you been? (Baow) Quick summer day, show up to ya porch You can see the gun print through the shorts Get another Perc', mix it with the sauce Take a nigga life before I take a loss (Uh, yeah) **** a nigga wife, and take her to the stores (Uh, yeah) Talkin' 'bout snitchin', I don't even cough (Ah) I'm a big dawg, I don't bow down So, they don't invite me to the pow-wow (Nah) Let me find out you got a loud mouth Oochie, wally-wally, oochie, baow-baow (Baow-baow) Huh, yeah, uh If you talk too much, you fouled out (If you talk too much, you get fouled out) Roll a nigga up, he a cloud now (Baow) [Chorus: GloRilla & Fivio Foreign] I ain't got no worries, Hakuna Matata-ta (Baow) My man, my man, my man That boy is a thot, thot, thot (Baow-baow) I got Drac' on me, I make that ***** sing, "Lalala" (Rrah, rrah) Slide down on the opps, and make 'em do the cha-cha-cha (Baow-baow) Hm, cha-cha-cha (Baow), do the cha-cha-cha (Baow) Try to run up on me all you hear is, "Fah-fah-fah" (Baow, baow, baow, boom, boom) Yeah, cha-cha-cha, do the cha-cha-cha (Yeah) Uh (Huh, grrt, baow), hit it