Vídeo musical

On That Level (feat. Webbie)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Stimme und Gesang
Webbie
Webbie
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Abby Samir Urbina
Abby Samir Urbina
Songwriter:in
Torence Hatch
Torence Hatch
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Abby Samir Urbina
Abby Samir Urbina
Produzent:in
Mel
Mel
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Glen Schick
Glen Schick
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
John Horesco
John Horesco
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
DJ Rino
DJ Rino
Mischtechniker:in
Turk
Turk
Ausführende:r Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
I got that liquor in my system
Somebody gon' be my victim
Got me a turn up shawty
Man, this girl know how to party
V.I.P. turned up with the models
Drink free so we turn up the bottles
Rubbing on her body, twerk it
Licking out her tongue like she thirsty
Hands in the air when her song on
Love dancing in the mirror with a thong on
Know what she want and she gon' get it
Know what I want and I'm gon' hit it
Look in her eyes saying come get it
Try to the side, I gotta come with it
Real cute face, nice titties, uncut
[Verse 2]
Shawty don't want wait no more
She on that level
And tonight she gonna do the most
She on that level
So I tell her
Do you get your money?
Do you twerk?
Do you twerk?
Do you?
Do you?
Get your paper do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?
[Verse 3]
Before you burn that cake you gotta earn that cake
Before you burn that cake you gotta earn that cake
Before you make them tips you gotta shake them hips
Before you make them tips you gotta shake them hips
Show 'em you know how to get it, bounce ya' ass and shake ya' titties
Bounce ya' ass and shake ya' titties, bust it open, make it jiggle
You might get a cash role if you show that asshole
You might get a cash role if you show that asshole
We be really throwing hundreds 'cause we really getting money
We be really throwing hundreds 'cause we really getting money
She a fool, everybody throwing cheese on that bitch
I'm sloppy, I'm pissed, and I don't Rose that Cris
I'm drinking, I'm driving, I'm celebrating living
I'm smoking, I'm sipping, hands down I'm pimping
And I can still see some haters in the corner of my eyes
I ain't worried 'bout nothing, man this muthafucker live
[Verse 4]
Shawty don't want wait no more
She on that level
And tonight she gonna do the most
She on that level
So I tell her
Do you get your money?
Do you twerk?
Do you twerk?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?
[Verse 5]
Do you slow roll that body?
Do you come pop this molly?
Do you and I'ma do me, baby
Just came home, please drive me crazy
I need a freak who gonna give it to me all day
Let her hair back and suck it in the hallway
We both grown so it's time to play
Ass up face, face down, she ain't trying to wait
I'm horny as ever, ready to clip
Time ticking baby girl, is you ready or what?
She a freak in the sheets and a geek in school
No playin', no hands when she eat the dude
Pretty face, small waist, she a main attraction
Talk that talk plus her walk is nasty
She ready all time, she ain't faking a fuck
And I respect her mind 'cause I know what she want
[Verse 6]
Shawty don't want wait no more
She on that level
And tonight she gonna do the most
She on that level
So I tell her
Do you get your money?
Do you twerk?
Do you twerk?
Do you?
Do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?
Written by: Abby Samir Urbina, Torence Hatch
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