Dunes

Chorus:
See I never really do this type of thing
But I never seen this body on a human being
When baby girl come rock her hips
She got me like, "I need her here"
She hot, boy, and I must admit
She like the sands of Egypt
Them Dunes
Dunes
Dunes
Dunes

Verse 1:
Good golly, miss molly! she wobbling
But focus on the Sovereign
Lord blessed you
And I swear this is a case of peer pressure
You know them girls when they walk past
Stop *gasp* Hot damsel
In a dress or apparel that makes you stare for
A while and she foxy; hmm..."Do a barrel roll!"
With them ham hocks, got Instagram popping
Trap Queen when it comes to the thirsty
Dad said, "Don't date 'til you're thirty."
But she might get herself Haynes her way
Flirting with "Danger"
Mystikal warned me about that
But he ain't seen she, trust me
He ain't seen bouncing back
Huzzah!

Chorus

Verse 2:
You a bad girl that look good?
(Oh yea! Homeboy, that's me!)
And in your DM's there's a flood?
(Oh yea! Homeboy, that's me!)
Got that Shakira, Beyonce?
That Ciara, Tinashe?
Say, "Homeboy, that's me!"
(Oh yea! Homeboy, that's me!)
Them "Hips Don't Lie" in your "Formation"
I "Promise" the "Party Favors" your gyrations
Need hydration like California
And you look like a storm waiting
I can't keep calm before you, babe
You caught my eye, I know you flame
Emojis, and in those jeans
I'm just hoping I don't nosebleed
Huzzah!

Chorus

Verse 3:
Once upon a time not long ago
First time at the club when it's not a show
Knew how it goes: EDM to the trap rap
Drinks, smoke clouds, sticky floors where you dance at
Figured I would do me and just keep on grooving
Coworkers were ooh-ing 'til I saw this booty
"Jingalin", baby; #nowthatsludacris
What's LL Cool is they knew who it is
Introduced the chick, then back to moving hips
But I was new to this, like, "Are you viewing this?"
Only seen this sight in the music vids
Pretty face with the maximus gluteus
And she was using it like a mating call
Cause them shorts made them movements rated R
Stepped to the side to resist temptation
Cause I knew this would be the conversation
See I never really do this type of thing
But I bet you're dying to come have a dance with me
So, baby girl, you rock your hips
I'll get a grip behind you, miss
You like that then we can dip
And have a night you won't forget

Chorus 2:
But see I never really do that type of thing
But I never seen this body on a human being
When baby girl come rock her hips
She got me like, "I need her here"
She hot, boy, and I must admit
She like the sands of Egypt
Them Dunes
Dunes
Dunes
Dunes
...Dunes
...Dunes
...Dunes
...Dunes