Torque

Torque the booty x8

What you got baby turn around and show me/
It do numbers 180, 360/
Tell your friends come fuq with the homies/
I can handle that no one need to hold me/
They all staring at the donkey let em sight see/
They all salty. Saltier than saline/
Slow it up then you move it at a quicker speed/
Left cheek right cheek that’s a double team/

Torque the booty x8

Race to the bed and we neck and neck/
You wanna nose dive I’ll start in the back/
Starin at that back like I need a sec/
Then I jump right in for more than a sec/
Gone off the triple sec/
Mixed in the margari/
Ta, mrs. Eboni call me poppy/
Ma, can see your g string/
through them tight jeans/
Ga, damn it floats no gravity/
I’m the dealy baby/
ither niggas dilly dally/
So what if you skinny sally/
Turn around n drop it for me/
In the house we walk-in heavy/
Someone call Jeromey Romey
I be spittin fire honey
Can’t even play tonsil hockey
You must be from the north.
Cause you cold below zero/
She never met me before
But she fuck with the flow/
But shorty I am no hero
Her back straight
And her tummy straight
Tyga said you can get a taste
Couple drinks and we activate
Keep it movin don’t seperate
Gah damn spandex
Ass on 2x
Oke want the best
I am not easily impressed

Torque the booty x8