Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for 'Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it, I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can't help but to touch
Smack it 'round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I'm not doin' too much
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more lovin' these hoes
And when it rains it pours, hey
You make me feel
So primal and
That's what I am
I'm just a man
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back
It back, it back
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
(Wait, wait, wait)
Oh
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don't shake like Priscilla's do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two, look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don't shake like Priscilla's do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two, look at all the cash I blew
Strange new addictions picked up on the road (up on the road)
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows (up my flows)
Changed my approach (changed my approach), no more loving these hoes (loving these hoes)
And when it rains it pours, yeah
You make me feel, yes
So primal and
That's what I am
I'm just a man
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back
It back, it back
(Take that pussy, drop it in my lap)
(I love it when you move like that)
(Now turn around and throw it back)
(It back, it back)
Writer(s): Ashton Simmonds, Faheem Najm, Ian Kenneth William Culley, Jordan Dc Evans, Matthew Raymond Burnett, Saya Gray
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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