Tap That (feat. Stack Bundles)

Hey, you right there, bring your fine ass over here Come on and let a nigga tap that Let me tap that I gotta keep my cool, moulin rouge Come fuck with French You know how I move in a room full of boats Gotta move fast Get the cash, see the dime lookin good pass Get a wine glass, with your fine ass Flashy, classy with her nasty Thick ass, hair long, baby's some hair wrong Big tips, I don't trip, I take trips G five in the air, baby mind blown Face down, ass up, let me climb on it A life's short, take advantage of that Though and take your shoes and your pants off Let a nigga tap that Come on and let a nigga tap that Stop playin and let a nigga tap that I know you wanna let a nigga tap that Look, nothin to talk about Soon as she sit at coup two think we out Holla at a friend like, "Bitch, be out." Fore we hit the toke got my dick in her mouth Hah, that's how it's supposed to go When your necklace glow, he's supposed to know Before she even get in the car she lettin freakin me eatin when we creep on a star She know she in a mist with a real g, that's why she don't touch, you feel me? Keep real me, really, let that lights down Tell me gettin kitty by the real in the swastika I'm like girlfriend, girlfriend, we could leave here make your girlfriends girlfriends I got my cheese with me and I brought my girlfriend Never find a better nigga you ain't gotta sweat a nigga Just let a nigga tap that Come on and let a nigga tap that Stop playin and let a nigga tap that I know you wanna let a nigga tap that