DMS

[Intro]
Talking all that shit off of lips (uh)
I be in this hoe, yeah I be off a spliff (uh)
Smoke a lot, yeah I be high as shit (ahyee!)
Talking all that shit on a track get hit with a motherfucking stick, yeah
My niggas came equipped, um like Batman
Pull up in this hoe we the bad man

[Hook]
I just need a dubai chick
Do my shit
Move ya hips (ayye!)
I just want that Mumbai shit
Do my shit
Keep it lit (ayye!)
Hotter then a July
Shawty got them hips and they don’t lie
Baby said she don’t mind
She just wanna dance like oh my

[Verse]
Hips don’t lie when it come that time
Shawty rolled me up make me wanna hit rewind, I
Shoot my shot, she
Number lock, like
Do my shit, do my shit
Do my shit, I gotta two by six
Now I’m coming to you
No matter who I hit
I’m swinging
In the whip
Baby looking ice yeah she got that drip
Babe wet tonight, yeah
We gon do it right (uh-huh)
She gon wanna bike
So I let her ride
And she call me mike
When I’m all inside
Yeah, we gon hit the night
I got, me some spirit
About to get high

[Hook]
I just need a dubai chick
Do my shit
Move ya hips (ayye!)
I just want that Mumbai shit
Do my shit
Keep it lit (ayye!)
Hotter then a July
Shawty got them hips and they don’t lie
Baby said she don’t mind
She just wanna dance like oh my