Letras

Baby girl, you're so damn fine, though
Wanna know if I could hit it from behind, though
I'm sipping on you like some fine wine, though
When it's over, I press rewind, though
Talking bands, I got it
Benjamins in my pocket
I traded in my Trues for some Robins
He playing Batman, Fetty's gonna rob him
I got the Glock in my Rari
17 shots, no 38
Yeah, I got the Glock in my Rari
17 shots, no 38
She's fine, wonder when she'll be mine
She walk past, I press rewind
To see that ass one more time
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
Fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Yeah, and I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
Fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound, yeah
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak, what you heard?
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I'm 'bout to bag it up
I like the way you work it
And I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
Fast money, no slow bucks
No one can control us
Yeah, and I got this sewed up
Remy Boyz, they know us
Fast money, no slow bucks
No, no, no they can't control us
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it
No diggity, darling
I'm bout to bag it up
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it
I'm 'bout to bag it up
No diggity, darling
I'm 'bout to bag it up
No diggity, darling
I like the way you work it
No diggity, darling
I'm 'bout to bag it up
Written by: Angel Cosme JR., Bill Withers, Brian Garcia, Chauncey Hannibal, Edward Theodore Riley, Lynise Walters, Peoples, Richard Vick, William Stewart, Willie Maxwell II
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