ATM, Ying Yang

Feels like we just came off a spaceship

Know what I mean?

Let's get it poppin' baby

One, two, look who came through

It's Gem in the room, BOOM make moves

Yes, seein' shorty and I ran behind her

All I need is Henne' and a bag of condoms

Told her drop out, hop out them boxes

Then I hop in with a grin, lock it in

Gem took a pin and popped her (heh heh)

Shorty, meet the doctor (Ying Yang!)

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Everybody in the club in the heat

Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' a beat

Bitches throwin' up their posin' hands

Ass keep poppin' out these female pants

Every motherfucker sippin' a liter

See the crunk that they be gettin' when they be drinkin' a beer

And they be pullin' on their momma like

"Bitch come 'ere!"

Pullin' on their momma like

"Bitch come 'ere!" (damn!)

I'm Santa Claus, didn't you hear

Tell Johnny St. Nick what you want this year

And we might get into your ass by the summer (ooh)

We could pancake it with this offer (you)

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Girl we crank the club

Black magic in here, so drink it up

And you gon' be just as drunk as us

You gon' be just as drunk as us

Bring it back to the thing (drop)

Put it all in the back (drop)

Put your blow away (drop)

While nobody got rain (drop)

(We'd like to see you)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

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Lookin' to picture on somethin' different

All females need to pay attention

I want to see you gyrate on the floor

Move your body body like you want this dough

This one right here for the sexy girl

With the two piece on go work it girl

She don' make it keep comin', spendin' your money

Would you mind nigga be on your woman

Look at what she do, you hypnotize

Now you got pussy all in your eyes (ay)

Bartender bring another round

Tips y'all on the pole start sliding down

Like it matter, we gon' make it rain

Got pussy all around me, callin' your name

They know what they got and they know how to use it

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(Drop that motherfucker) to the music

Bring it back to the thing (drop)

Put it all in the back (drop)

Put your blow away (drop)

While nobody got rain (drop)

(We'd like to see you)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

When you see her on the flo'

You know she droppin' to the music

(Yep, yep we like that

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Yep, yep yep yep we like that)

Put it all in your face

You still be droppin' to the music

(Yep, yep we like that

Yep, yep yep yep we like that)

Drop that motherfucker (drop drop)

Drop that motherfucker (drop drop)

Bringin' it down, and makin' your rounds

On to my house, you do the best reachin' in town

Layin' it down, I like the way she screw up the ground

(Screw up the ground) 'round and around she went

Represent for the rich and her presidents

Hell of the, whiplash and mystery greens

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Boy this it, hot off the motherfuckin' oven (buzzin')

Plus you doin' this shit that you lovin'

Bring it back to the thing (drop)

Put it all in the back (drop)

Put your blow away (drop)

While nobody got rain (drop)

(We'd like to see you)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop that motherfucker (drop that motherfucker)

Drop x8