Willy J Peso

Willy J Peso - She Bout It lyrics

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You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing X 2

Any man would be lucky if he had you

That's why I ain't tryna loose you like your last dude

Real shit, I swear to god, Boo you shut it down

So come and take these shots and show me what you all about

You bout that life, I'm bout that life so girls what's really good

You worry bout what people thinking I don't think you should

You fuck with me, I fuck with you, that's all they need to know

Tonight it's just about me and you so fuck these other hoes

You looking gorgeous every time I wanna take you out

I'll let you be the one that everybody asking bout

You can be the one that all my exes talk about

Like who is she and what he see in her that I don't got

She say she like the tats on my arms

So she got the same tats on her heart

You can tell she a freak when she talk

And that ass talk to me when she Walk

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing X 2

So I'm like wassup, wassup, wassup

Martin voice bitch wassup

No I don't know your name but girl your ass looks so familiar

So turn around and pop it, do it like you in the mirror

Let your ass do all the talking, I speak fluent body language

Don't shut the conversation, cause I like what it's saying

You know you got a fat ass when I'm looking from an angle

Your ass could make you famous, and I should be your agent

Just put your ass in my hands and I swear we're going places

Let's take this act to Vegas boo, make a little money off the things you do

Break it down, pick it up, break it down, pick it up

Swear to god girl we gonna leave with loot

Hit M.I.A for a day or 2

K.O.D we got private booths

In A.T.L or the 313, Girls go wild when yo boy come through

They say they like them tats on my arm.

So she got the same tats on her heart

You can tell she a freak when she talk

And that ass talk to me when she wild

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

You bout it I'm bout it, she bout it, I'm bout it

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing

I love the way that your hips swing X 2

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