Hit 'em with the hump
Here I come, whoa-oh-oh
Hit 'em with the hump
Having fun, whoa-oh-oh
Hit 'em with the hump
Here I come, whoa-oh-oh
Hit 'em with the hump
Having fun, whoa-oh-oh
Co-coming straight out of Dot City
A crazy motherfucker named Cardi
Hood rich like Louie made tall tees
Ain't balling but I'll shoot the Spalding
Money from the free throw, all in
Pass the shit, your silhouette crawling
Let me hit that, my manners appalling
Excuse me but could I take off your tight denim
I like your jeans but I wanna know who's in 'em
My biggest apologies if I'm too straight up
But I'm no chaser, ex-man replacer
Hitting that spot like a red dot laser
Tell all your friends, girl, do me that favor
You can hear the clap from the trap house
Your body cracked, no pipe, what's that about?
Let me fix that, I'll change your walk
If a boy try talk, let me (hit 'em with the hump)
Girl wind up, wind up
And do that dance again
I'm gon' grind up, man up
When you do that dance for me
Girl, you look so fine
Your silhouette might break my heart
Let me see you just wind up and grind up
And do that dance again, whoa-oh-oh
Standing on the wall, why?
You part-time shy but you know you are fly
No lie, I'ma kill it like Dexter
Come cross the border, let me bubble your sector
Dance in the club, resurrector
Private director, hot gyal detector
King of the energy, girl, give me my scepter
Scientists tryna cross-pollinate nectar
My generation ain't scared
Tell you to your face I'm drunk and impaired
Daytime you can see me changing the world
But at night, I'm tryna sweat perm out your hair
I'm tryna make your night though
Tell your black black friend you a'ight yo
There ain't enough time in the clock
If your boy say something, I'ma (hit 'em with the hump)
Girl wind up, wind up
And do that dance again
I'm gon' grind up, man up
When you do that dance for me
Girl, you look so fine
Your silhouette might break my heart
Let me see you just wind up and grind up
And do that dance again, whoa-oh-oh
Clap your hands to the beat
Do that dance and let me see
Clap your hands to the beat
Do that dance and let me see
Clap your hands to the beat
Do that dance and let me see
Clap your hands to the beat
Do that dance and let me see
Miami to Cape Town
We gets down, not now but right now
Murder anything, downtown to uptown
Even the stuck-up broads will get cut down
Whether eye-to-eye or just face down
All that bad gyal talk gets erased now
Good times, yeah, we have it on lock
If a boy try fi talk, just (hit 'em with the hump)
Girl wind up, wind up
And do that dance again
I'm gon' grind up, man up
When you do that dance for me
Girl, you look so fine
Your silhouette might break my heart
Let me see you just wind up and grind up
And do that dance again, whoa-oh-oh
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