RoTATe wiTh aMeRiCa FOsTeR, sKiLLiBeNg aNd bEAM (feat. BEAM) lyrics

(Who raised) What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more Turn your waist and let go What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more She love it hard black, wine pon it like money I find She sai mi gal flog Put on the jazz and tekki ya fuck Your bum-bum never have a medical clash Ever ready when I do it, for your city I'm proud Lick a couple inna your belly and laugh You're no regular gal, no, in any quarter Your genitals look like, gal, wait, like Think like slim gal Badman she love, when I act like a don Me know how for make you wine pon the ground This upper-bound mi belly, go ding-ding-dinig-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more Turn your waist and let go What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more Whine your waist and let go Bend on my arm pon it Them a bless on my wine immediately Big booty a bounce inna reach Hey, I'm in love with the shape, give me high degree Mm, now mi deh deh Mi a go rotate this pon your head Leg firm like a magazine spread Stop it, check, come fuck it instead What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more Turn your waist and let go What you waiting for? Put your back in it Just a little more Whine your waist and let go Rock it on my body, baby flip it and reverse it Move it up and down and hold it steady like a surgeon Rotate, rotate, work it up and rotate Slowly rotate, drop it, drop Whine, attack, dip, attack, way Rotate, bring it my way