LUV DA WAY lyrics

[Intro: Ariana Grande & Leeky Lo]
Love the way you make me feel (Grrah)
I love it (Leeky Lo), I love it (What? Hold on)

[Verse 1: Leeky Lo]
In the function, I'm rollin' up spliffs
Look at ya n*gga, he touchin' my hips
Duck that dude, you know I'ma dip
Ain't f*ckin' n*ggas that don’t got chips (No money)
But you know I step in the party (What)
n*gga be feenin', touchin' my body
Dumb n*gga, find you a hobby (Are you dumb?)
Worried 'bout b*tches, smokin' that yagi
Bad b*tch, you know that I'm c*cky (I'm c*cky, ha-ha)
f*cked on ya man, 'cause you know I'm a hottie
f*ck all that that bullsh*t, hand me the 'za, please
Smokin' mata, 'cause you know it get groggy
b*tches I'ma leap, hand 'em a froggy
b*tch, I'm the prince, yo' n*gga the doggy
b*tch, get buck, ho, too many Glockies
Too many opps, b*tch, hand me the chop, G
Why you mad, ho? (Why you so mad?)
b*tch, be pressed, too bad, ho
b*tches be doin' most most but gettin' the lеast
Now you just lookin' bad though
I'ma just shake my ass (Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass)
And get to the bag (And gеt to the motherf*ckin' bag, b*tch, f*ck)
Sippin' on Henny, no chaser (The f*ck?)
And I'll never chase her
That n*gga a munch, I use him for his paper
Don't call my phone askin' for favors (Like what)
Get humpy, shakin' this ass, you know it's a dumpy (Ayy, ayy)
You b*tches stay mad while y'all look ugly
Goin' out sad, b*tch, you can't touch me
[Bridge: Leeky Lo & Dollaz]
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Rewind that
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

[Verse 2: Dollaz & Leeky Lo]
Yo (Yo), the way that he settin' them bricks up (Bricks up)
Mini-coupe, drop-top
Double park in the back of the Benz or the front of the Phantom
Like what? I don't even care that he a Cancer (Cancer)
I don't even think he got a chance (Chance)
I just wanna shake it like a dancer (Dancer)
Ariana, what ya doin' here? (Here)
I like the way that ya do ya hair (Your hair)
And the way that it snap and ya do it like that
The way you shakin' that derrière
(Grrah, grrah, grrah, like)
(Hips, hips, hips, right?)
In the function, we dumpin'
n*gga a smoochie, so there is no humpin'
If he wanna rump it
He gotta cough up the money, it's nothin'
Like, what you wanna do?
Moonwalk on a n*gga like I pity the fool
Longitude, latitude
He measure the sixes to boot up the shoe
Mugler on a n*gga like he a Miyake
He know it's tight like a belt of a car-seat
We go in the store just to get me a chopped chesse
He singin' my song while his b*tch is behind me
Like what? Like, huh? (His b*tch is behind me)
Last place, never first
And I know that she hurt, 'cause I know that the b*tch cannot pass me (Grrah)
[Outro: Dollaz & Leeky Lo]
Wait, no 'cause that was a one Leek
I like this beat
It was like I had a great time
Like, what is they sayin'?
Yeah, this was cute, no shade (It was, no shade, no shade)
I think we gotta do another one (Dollaz)
Uh, get humpy, shakin' my ass 'cause you know it's a dumpy
Yeah, get humpy, shakin' my ass 'cause you know it's a dumpy
And for all you hatin' ass b*tches that out there that don't get with the song
Suck my di*k, goofy
It's Leeky Lo