And my heart beats in stereo Oh, I'll never wanna let you go All my dark secrets you should know No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!
You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Show me that big dipper! You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Now slap your, slap your hands!
It's the Cataracs! Y'all, ok, we overkill Name hold, weight like Oprah Heels Hit your face like holy field Like a lazy boy, I'm so for real! My heart beats in stereo I put emcees in burials Two left feet and I still got hoes But enough about that, that! Try'na make a mill off beats and raps So stay clear from the beaten path Some say I'm weird, but I don't get mad Rather be weird than the same old same old! (Bitch!)
You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Show me that big dipper! You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Now slap your, slap your hands!
I'm faded, I'm one Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun! Everybody now, all at once (Now slap your, slap your hands!) Get maney, go dumb Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun! Everybody now, all at once Show me that big dipper! Now slap your, slap your hands!
Show me that big dipper!
Fuck that noise, what cars you in? Girls like boys with confidence I don't do loads of compliments Just sold out shows with occupants My girls all fuck with the moma Your girls all fuck club promoters That's gross but fuck if I'm loaded I might just run a locomotive Go choo-choo trainin Fuck that who's who namin And tell me who you banging Cause I'm trying to smang it Smash it and bang it!
You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Show me that big dipper! You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Now slap your, slap your hands!
I'm faded, I'm one Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun! Everybody now, all at once (Now slap your, slap your hands!) Get maney, go dumb Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun! Everybody now, all at once Show me that big dipper! Now slap your, slap your hands! Show me that big dipper!
And my heart beats in stereo Oh, I know I'll never wanna let you go All my dark secrets you should know No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!
You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Show me that big dipper! You got that wicked style I'll make it work your while Loosen that zipper, zipper Now slap your, slap your hands! Show me that big dipper! Show me that big dipper! Show me that big dipper!
Compositores: Nicholas Michael Clow, Luciana Caporaso, David James Andrew Taylor (Solid Groove), Niles Hollowell-dhar ECAD: Obra #7857490