IWSS (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Delli Boe]
I need a b*tch who down to f*ck me in the bathroom
My name ring bells like a classroom
She said my di*k is big and better than the last dude
I told her suck me up like a vacuum
My brothers f*ckin' on some b*tches in the backroom
I swap a couple hoes when I pass through
To see me do it how I do it, I'd be mad too
I do this sh*t on purpose, I don't have to
Ayy, b*tch, I be that man, she done fell for me like quicksand
Look at all this ice, no hibernation, but I'm Dirty Dan
Catch me if you can, got the money, put it in my hand
Sittin' b*tches down, you hoes is canceled, I'm the one they stan
b*tch, get the f*ck up outta here
Because I said a broke b*tch never been allowed in here
Ayy, this my party, b*tch, I'm 'bout to crowd in here
I said I'm drippin' on your b*tches like a f*ckin' cloud in here

[Chorus: Delli Boe & Kidd Kenn]
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh (Hahaha)
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
[Verse 2: Kidd Kenn]
I wanna see some titties poppin', jaws droppin'
Double ends, got the n*ggas comin', doors knockin' (Brr)
He know that I'm a bad b*tch and I'm more poppin'
Kick some b*tches out the picture, I need to do more croppin' (Duh)
Popped up out the blue on these b*tches, notification (Stop playin')
Took her n*gga, he bought me bags for celebration (Hahaha)
I don't want the n*gga, I use him for decoration (Yeah, yeah)
Head ain't good, they failed they education (Yeah, yeah)
Pretty face, booty jiggly, he don't touch me, but feelin' me (Uh)
Network on Doctor Phil, we f*ckin' in Philippines, uh
Dress me in Chanel, he want me to feel the green (Yeah)
I was seventeen with n*ggas in limousines (Haha)
If I let her taste the tip, she's lucky (Oh, lucky)
When I step out, my looks be yellin', "f*ck me" (f*ck me)
Kissin' on a bad b*tch while her n*gga suck me (Hahaha)
I be doggin' n*ggas, you b*tches treat 'em like puppies

[Chorus: Delli Boe & Stunna Girl]
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh (It's Stunna Girl the motherf*ckin' girly girl)
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin' (You know what the f*ck goin' on)
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh (You hear me, though? You hear me, though?)
Tell that b*tch to quit playin' (Ha)
[Verse 3: Stunna Girl]
Got flewed out by your n*gga, first-class flight (He know what the f*ck goin' on)
pus*y pushin' out the di*k, Ms. Too Tight (Ha)
APs, Benz trucks, he know what I like (He know what I like)
World-class suites, room service every night (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Pretty b*tch with the sh*t, on my money height (On my money height)
Face card so exotic, body sittin' right (Ha, ha)
You a keyboard gangster, all you do is type (Ha)
I'm verified offline, f*ck a website (f*ck a website)
You under comments, I'm under your skin (Ha)
Y'all was never competition, Stunna for the win (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Opp ho scary, linkin' up, try again (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Y'all forgot y'all was beggin' me to be my friend? (Ha)
b*tches played with my name, now b*tches payin' for that (Payin' for that)
I'ma pull your f*ckin' card, ain't no takin' it back (I'ma pull your f*ckin' card)
On my mama, keep woofin' 'cause I know where you at (On my mama)
You know what the f*ck goin' on, b*tch, and that's for a fact

[Chorus: Delli Boe]
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'

[Verse 4: ppcocaine]
Pour it up, pour it up (Pour it up), got the bottles in my cup (Uh)
Takin' shots at the club, now she feelin' on my bust (Yeah)
Uh (Uh), when I walk into the club, I stunt (I stunt)
They out here trackin' every move like it's a hunt (What?)
I tried to keep it classy, but my legs don't shut
This the real me, b*tch, I'm raw, uncut
Be like, Lily, how you do that? (What?)
How you make that ass clap? Ha-ha (How you do that?)
I tell 'em, baby, make it jiggle (Yeah)
Tell 'em throw your couple racks (Them racks)
Like, damn, I ain't even know I did it like that (What?)
Now she blowin' up my phone, don't expect a call back (Damn)
She wanna suck up on my clit (Uh, uh)
Like, uh, you think I like that sh*t? (No way)
This lil' b*tch, she a freak, wanna meet up every week (Yeah, uh, uh)
Got her wet in my sheets, I blow her back to the beat
[Chorus: Delli Boe]
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Sweat drippin', tracks hangin'
I wanna see some ass shakin', di*k slingin', huh
Tell that b*tch to quit playin'