Stylz the Artiste - Stripper Song (The One) Lyrics

Say baby tell me how you feel
It’s been a long time long time
I been waiting baby I just wanna get a feel
You tell me you can handle it
Well make a move baby show me that it’s real
I’ll throw a lil cash if you if want to
I get a lil nasty lemme show you
Bounce that ass for a bag whatcha gone do
Took a minute for a nigga to approach you
Shawty so bad
Moon walking on her own crew
Ass too fat in the jeans
And the heels too
But she 5’2
And she Fine too, I want you
I love to see it when you drop it low
Put that ass in rotation like a rodeo
Throw that thang in reverse baby take it slow
Now up and down on the bounce before you hit that pole
Whoa
Tell me how far do you wanna go
If I put you there you might lose control
Not a rookie on the low I’m a freak
Imma savage when I’m in between them sheets
One kiss to ya lips a make ya scream
I know you feel it lemme in between ya knees
Let my tongue stride from ya thighs to ya cheeks
I feel the water running now I wanna make ya weak
Baby this aint 12 play girl I’m tryna, beat
Run it back, put the pussy on repeat
No sleep, we can do this every day of the week
Lemme eat, lemme freak, lemme beat Issa treat
Imma get it wetter do it better than yo dreams
Say baby tell me how you feel
It’s been a long time long time
I been waiting baby I just wanna get a feel
You tell me you can handle it
Well make a move baby show me that it’s real
I’ll throw a lil cash if you if want to
I get a lil nasty lemme show you
Bounce that ass for a bag whatcha gone do
Talking boss shit baby you a runner
Before I touch ya soul lemme run it through ya stomach
I want the gold, tell ya ladies papi coming
Stylz in ya sheets
Switch positions now ya coming
Hold on
I know we go strong
Ain’t hit that spot in so long
Thought ya last nigga was the best
You was so wrong
Drop to kiss them lips between ya knees
Now ya head gone
Up again to rock you back to sleep
I’m more than head strong
Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Take it to the floor
Bring it up real slow
Slow, slow, slow, slow
You already know
One more time baby
Roll roll roll roll
Put it on my nose
Bend ova touch ya toes
Oh oh oh oh
I think it’s time to go
Lemme know
What cha gone do
I’m saying baby whatcha gone do
If it’s real shake that ass baby show proof
I got enough to make it storm if you on the roof
Don’t worry bout them x-men I got it for em too
Run it back baby whatcha gone do
Run it, run it back whatcha gone do
I can make it storm if you on da roof
Don’t worry bout them motherfucking x-men it’s rain waiting for me too
Left right center shaking that ass for a real nigga
Drop it back low to the floor get them bills wit it
Pop into a split if ya thick, put ya spin in it
Play my shit again, bring a friend
Can you both kill it?
All eyez on you when I’m in the building
I wanna see you from a distance and still feel ya
Ya ex man, baby daddy, boyfriend a kill ya
They reminiscing on that pussy now it’s unfamiliar!
How it feel to have that ass on a real nigga
Them other hoes sitting down, they can’t deal witcha
Wine slow Pon di stick, if you Caribbean
Show dem putas how you ride, if you Puerto Rican
Get wild for the south
Look back at em witcha tongue out ya mouth
If you from the Midwest or the west
Show them hoes you the best
Tell em ain’t no fucking contest

Say baby tell me how you feel
It’s been a long time long time
I been waiting baby I just wanna get a feel
You tell me you can handle it
Well make a move baby show me that it’s real
I’ll throw a lil cash if you if want to
I get a lil nasty lemme show you
Bounce that ass for a bag whatcha gone do
Took a minute for a nigga to approach you
Shawty so bad
Moon walking on her own crew
Ass too fat in the jeans
And the heels too
But she 5’2
And she Fine too, I want you
I love to see it when you drop it low
Put that ass in rotation like a rodeo
Throw that thang in reverse baby take it slow
Now up and down on the bounce before you hit that pole
Whoa
Tell me how far do you wanna go
If I put you there you might lose control
Not a rookie on the low I’m a freak
Imma savage when I’m in between them sheets
One kiss to ya lips a make ya scream
I know you feel it lemme in between ya knees
Let my tongue stride from ya thighs to ya cheeks
I feel the water running now I wanna make ya weak
Baby this aint 12 play girl I’m tryna, beat
Run it back, put the pussy on repeat
No sleep, we can do this every day of the week
Lemme eat, lemme freak, lemme beat Issa treat
Imma get it wetter do it better than yo dreams
Say baby tell me how you feel
It’s been a long time long time
I been waiting baby I just wanna get a feel
You tell me you can handle it
Well make a move baby show me that it’s real
I’ll throw a lil cash if you if want to
I get a lil nasty lemme show you
Bounce that ass for a bag whatcha gone do
Talking boss shit baby you a runner
Before I touch ya soul lemme run it through ya stomach
I want the gold, tell ya ladies papi coming
Stylz in ya sheets
Switch positions now ya coming
Hold on
I know we go strong
Ain’t hit that spot in so long
Thought ya last nigga was the best
You was so wrong
Drop to kiss them lips between ya knees
Now ya head gone
Up again to rock you back to sleep
I’m more than head strong
Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Take it to the floor
Bring it up real slow
Slow, slow, slow, slow
You already know
One more time baby
Roll roll roll roll
Put it on my nose
Bend ova touch ya toes
Oh oh oh oh
I think it’s time to go
Lemme know
What cha gone do
I’m saying baby whatcha gone do
If it’s real shake that ass baby show proof
I got enough to make it storm if you on the roof
Don’t worry bout them x-men I got it for em too
Run it back baby whatcha gone do
Run it, run it back whatcha gone do
I can make it storm if you on da roof
Don’t worry bout them motherfucking x-men it’s rain waiting for me too
Left right center shaking that ass for a real nigga
Drop it back low to the floor get them bills wit it
Pop into a split if ya thick, put ya spin in it
Play my shit again, bring a friend
Can you both kill it?
All eyez on you when I’m in the building
I wanna see you from a distance and still feel ya
Ya ex man, baby daddy, boyfriend a kill ya
They reminiscing on that pussy now it’s unfamiliar!
How it feel to have that ass on a real nigga
Them other hoes sitting down, they can’t deal witcha
Wine slow Pon di stick, if you Caribbean
Show dem putas how you ride, if you Puerto Rican
Get wild for the south
Look back at em witcha tongue out ya mouth
If you from the Midwest or the west
Show them hoes you the best
Tell em ain’t no fucking contest