SALLY’ SONG

(Chrous)
Motherfucker you can bet it's a party
Sally on the dance going alpha mega charlie
(yeah) and you can bet we're all dancing
Sally ain't the type for romance, or romancing (yeah)
(x2)

(Verse)
(yeah, yeah)
Sally with the stick
Sally get violent, sally smack a bitch
Sally ain't one to take no shit
Sally dress all red, flag blue, she a crip (yeah yeah)
Okay, now sally get it bumpin'
Sally drop 40 on LeBron, yeah she dunkin'
Sally one to wear a strap on when she fucking
Sally stay the man of the house, Bob Duncan (yeah)
And thеn sally whipped yo sister
So many god damn times shе got a blister
Sally keep the choppa on the seat, you can't miss her
Sally fuck hoes on the DL, like a whisper
(a whisper)
Uh, too bad you can't win her
Sally be all up in them guts like a whisker
Sally got her main boy grayog too assist her
Pull up on the club, bad bitches trynna scissor
Yeah okay, bad bitches can't resist her
Yeah okay, got these bitches playing twister
Yeah okay, now sally get it quicker
Sally on that birthday celebration spillin' liqueur
(liqueur)
Now sally in that Rari
Sally don't text these hoes back she ain't sorry
Sally on a pussy hunt, call that shit safari
How she get so many bimbos at her party?

(Chrous)
Motherfucker you can bet it's a party
Sally on the dance going alpha mega charlie
And you can bet we're all dancing
Sally ain't the type for romance, or romancing (yeah)
(x2)

(and sally does what she wants x4)