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[Intro: YBN Almighty Jay & Rich The Kid]
Ooh, I fuck yo’ bitch from the back, don’t worry, nigga, I’ma give her back (ayy)
Throw it back quick
Ooh, I’m tryna run up the racks, YBN like the Men in Black
Know what I’m sayin’? Fuck a check up at Saks Fifth
Ooh, bitch tryna finesse my chain, she come back, then she getting smacked (ooh)
Ooh, bitch had the gang run a train, knock the pussy right off the tracks (huh)
Woah woah, woah woah, gang, gang
Bitch, whatchu-whatchu, gang gang (bitch)
Gang gang gang, ayy (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang)
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 1: YBN Almighty Jay]
Ooh, I fuck your bitch from the back, don’t worry nigga, I’ma give her back (give her back)
Ooh, I’m tryna run up the racks, YBN like the Men in Black (Men in Black)
Ooh, bitch tryna finesse my chain, she come back, then she getting smacked (getting smacked)
Ooh, bitch had the gang run a train, knock the pussy right off the tracks (gang, gang)
Train tracks, ni-nigga get yo’ chain back (get yo’ chain)
Name jack, ch-ch-choppa blow your brains back (blaow, brains)
Cl-clout chasing ass nigga, get yo’ fame back (get yo’ fame)
Leg shooting ass niggas, where yo’ aim at?

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang)
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
Ooh, I fuck your bitch from the back, don’t worry nigga, you can have her back (what)
I’m tryna run up the racks, made it back, yeah, in the back of the back (yeah)
I had a cookie attack (cookie)
Fuck a bitch, give here right back (right back)
Hit her from the back like that (huh)
Choke the bitch, she like that
I’m getting all kinds of bread (all kinds of bread)
I sleep in designer spreads (yah)
The pussy was worse than Chyna’s head (ooh)
The Bentley is black like a African
Before the rap, was trafficking
If this don’t work I’ma trap again
My bitch don’t work by the ass again

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang)
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 3: YBN Almighty Jay]
Ooh, spit on the dick like a camel
Hollow tip, nigga, hot like a candle (trra, bang)
Ooh, she say, “When I throw it back, is it too much to handle?”
Bi-bitch you stupid, throw it back, catch it like Jeff Campbell (bitch)
Bi-bitch you stupid, throw it back, catch it like Jeff Campbell (bitch!)
Sa-sa-same ass nigga, same ass shit (same shit)
La-la-lame ass nigga, lame ass bitch (lame bitch)
Same ass nigga, same ass shit (same shit)
La-la-la-lame ass nigga, lame ass bitch (lame bitch!)

[Chorus: YBN Almighty Jay]
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang)
I got a badass designer bitch, look like she work at Saks Fifth (look like she work at Saks Fifth)
Got scammers using counterfeits that try to get the packs flipped (cash, cash)
Chopper hit his body, make a nigga do a backflip (trra, bang)
Hardbody nigga, fuck your bitch and send her back quick (gang, gang, gang, gang)

He’s been hot for decades

[Hook: DecadeZ]
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk

[Verse 1: E-40]
Uhh, you make a player want to hit (want to hit)
Jiggle what your mama blessed you with (blessed you with)
Stacked, Pringles potato chips (potato chips)
Come and lap dance on my magic stick (on my magic stick)
Uhh, it’s hot in here (hot in here)
You know how to make a pole disappear
Georgia peach booty, body (body)
Her ass is an instrument to molly (to molly)
She the bestest (the bestest)
I bet she got some bomb ass crevice (crevice)
Mm, all eyes on her (on her)
All the ballers want to dive in her (in her)
Hella thick (hella thick)
I love it when she jump in the air and do the splits (and do the splits)
I wonder if she takin’ gymnastics (gymnastics)
Acrobatics, baby got baggage (biatch)

[Hook: DecadeZ & E-40 (both)]
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Lemme see you twerk

[Verse 2: Too $hort]
You lookin’ ready girl, here we go
You on the dance floor lookin’ like a video
It feels good to be dancin’ now
You never have fun when your man’s around
You get down, full throttle
Shake it all around girl make your booty wobble
We ain’t goin’ nowhere, we stayin’ ’til the end
Give the DJ some money tell him “Play it again”
It’s your song, ass in the air I see your thong
My dick got hard, you can see it’s long
No we tryin’ to fuck each other
When we leave here let’s be lovers
We on the dance floor doin’ the most
I grabbed her by the waist, then I pulled her close
I put both hands under her skirt
Then I told her “Let me see you twerk”

[Hook: DecadeZ & E-40 (both)]
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk

[Verse 3: E-40 & Dolla Will]
Uhh, she fresh out the shower, lookin’ good as fuck
Headed to the party ’bout to scoop her home girls up (home girls up)
Felicia and Sabrina, that’s her childhood friends (childhood friends)
But little does she know, they ’bout to fight over a man (fight over a man)
It’s yankin’ in this bitch, they still comin’ in
Line around the corner, whites, blacks, Asians, Mexicans (Mexicans)
The liquor kicked in, got to runnin’ off at the mouth
Got full of that truth serum, that’s how people fall out
Dolla Will man
Nice shape, baby lookin’ like she got it
Wet wet, want to hop in it, drown in it
Size ten, shake it like a tamborine (shake it)
Two-steppin’ off of Cadillac and light green (shake it)
Throw a few ones, pop that pussy for me (pop it)
King of Diamonds, niggas fuckin’ off Gs on her
I’m a victim too, private peep show
If your money right, she a deep throat (deep throat)

[Hook: DecadeZ & E-40 (both)]
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Lemme see you twerk
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Lemme see you twerk

I love you girl
You are like a rose
I love you’re hair
It shines like pollen in the summer sun

You’re a bee who’s coming for me
I want you to sting
So I can have your venom in my blood
In my Blood
You are sucking me up
You are locking me up
In my Blood
Oh yeah

I love you honey
So sweet so bitter
Take me to your beehive
So we can procreate

You’re a bee who’s coming for me
I want you to sting
So I can have your venom in my blood
In my Blood
You are sucking me up
You are locking me up
In my Blood
Oh yeah

Your in my blood…. honey
Your in my bones…. baby
Yeaaaaah

You’re a bee who’s coming for me
I want you to sting
So I can have your venom in my blood
In my Blood
You are sucking me up
You are locking me up
In my Blood
Oh yeah

[Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with?
You’ve been on that new stuff
I’ve been on the same sh*t
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
I don’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund, haha
I’ma need that time back

[Verse 1: KYLE]
You say you’ll try
I’ve heard that lie a thousand times before
I’m not sad, I’m not cryin’
If you mad, that’s fine, but I think that I should go
Yeah, why you tryna play me?
You be in it different, you are not bein’ the same-y
You could have had Gucci, but now that’s Old Navy
And your homegirl wanna date me, she shady, baby

[Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with?
You’ve been on that new stuff
I’ve been on the same sh*t
Girl, why are you playin’ with me? (With me, with me)
I don’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund, yeah
I’ma need that time back

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
Damn, why are you playin’ with me?
You don’t even like girls, ha
So I need you to tell me, baby
What you want just like the Spice Girls
It’s confusin’ ’cause you’re flirty
But you ain’t gon’ be the one to say you ever did me dirty
I got pride for that, pay no mind to that
But believe me, if it’s fire, I’ll make time for that
I’ll be faithful, Johnny Cash, walk the line for that
Otherwise I’ll just be single and I’m fine with that, huh

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with?
You’ve been on that new stuff
And I’ve been on the same sh*t
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
I ain’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund, yeah
‘Cause I’ma need that time back

[Post-Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with?
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with?

[Bridge: Kehlani & KYLE]
Girl, who are you playin’ with? Yeah
Who, yeah
Yeah
I’ve been on the same sh*t

[Chorus: Kehlani, KYLE, Kehlani & KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
Girl, who are you playin’ with? Huh
You’ve been on that new stuff
And I’ve been on the same sh*t
Girl, why are you playin’ with me?
I don’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund (refund)
I’ma need that time back, yeah

[Outro: KYLE]
Da-da-da

[Verse 1: Keith Urban]
I wake up feeling, in my soul I’m
Living someone else’s life
I’m turning into concrete, harder than these city streets
But no one even cares if I’m alive

[Pre-Chorus: Keith Urban]
I gotta get it right
Get it right, mmm mmm

[Chorus: Keith Urban]
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
Coming home, home, home, mmm
Coming home

[Verse 2: Keith Urban]
My mind’s heavy and I can’t sleep, not even a memory
Is good enough to get me through the night, mmm
I’m longing for the real thing, people who know the real me
And always love me back to life

[Pre-Chorus: Keith Urban]
Mmm, I gotta get it right, ooh, yeah
Get it right, ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Keith Urban]
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
Coming home, home, home, mmm
I’m coming home, home, home, mmm
I’m coming home

[Bridge: Julia Michaels & (Keith Urban)]
And I know it’s only one call away but it’s not the same
Yeah, I know it’s only one call away but it’s not the same (just not the same)
Yeah, I know it’s only one call away but it’s not the same (just not the same)
Yeah, I know it’s only one call away but it’s not the same

[Chorus: Keith Urban & Julia Michaels]
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like (hey)
There’s a place and I know that they all know me
I gotta get back now to the ones who love me
Wrap myself around you, never let you go
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
Coming home
Nothing in the world that feels like
There’s nothing in the world that feels like
I need somewhere to be
My, my
I’m coming home
These sidewalks feel [?]
Home
So many places but there’s none like coming home