A** Pockets

You see me walking down the street with high heels on my feet Feeling good energy MMM MMMM Ooh, you starin' at me Do you like what you see? Honey meet me in 3 I be your afternoon tea Slip me your card Like a kiss on the cheek And. Put your hands in my ass pockets Put my hands in your ass pockets And don't you dare stop it You gotta pop and lock it Put your hands in my, put your hands in my Ass pockets Now you see me get dressed Fumble for my phone and text My bitches... Guess who just had sex Babe, I do confess You got me impressed Made my hair a mess, out of breath When you Put your hands in my ass pockets Put my hands in your ass pockets And don't you dare stop it You gotta pop and lock it Put your hands in my, put your hands in my Ass pockets A-S-S P-O-CK-E-TS A-S-S P-O-CK-E-TS Put your hands in my Put your hands in my Ass Pockets Put my hands in your ass pockets And don't you dare stop it You gotta pop and lock it Put your hands in my, put your hands in my Ass pockets