Loaded - Puffball

I've loaded up a good thing To see the way she feels Faster than a sosa home run She's gonna get a little huh huh yeah Look at her now She wants to take the wheel She says - "you're dirty dog" "You wanna rock the bop and take it home" Why oh why, am I gonna play? So many times it goes this way My heart gets blown away These eyes are born again Do you remember how we were? Do you remember summer days? Sometimes I feel like going down, down Walk like a loaded man (Down down) Get the bump to the bump de bump de bump soul (Down down) Move like a thing, swing line a thong Do your jiggy mama till the break of dawn And load the rocket, shock it and rock it till you drop Do the bump to the bump and don't stop Loaded up from dusk till dawn I wonder how she feels Dancin' around with my love While I'm still waiting for the huh huh I fired up that smoke screen Red lipstick and high heels Look at her now She wants to rock the bop and take it home Why, oh why, am I gonna play? So many times it goes this way My heart gets blown away These eyes are born again Do you remember how we were? Do you remember summer days? Sometimes, I feel like going down, down Walk like a loaded man, yes (Down down) Get the bump to the bump de bump de bump soul (Down down) Move like a thing, swing line a thong And do your jiggy mama till the break of dawn And load the rocket, shock it and rock it till you drop Do the bump to the bump and don't stop Do you remember how we were? Do you remember summer days? Sometimes I feel like going down Walk like a loaded man, yes (Down down) Get the bump to the bump de bump de bump soul (Down down) Move like a thing, swing line a thong And do your jiggy mama till the break of dawn And load the rocket, shock it and rock it till you drop And walk like a loaded man Talk like a gazombadam Get the bump to the bump de bump de bump soul Slip into the funk like a sweet cologne You got it move like a thing, swing line a thong And do your jiggy mama till the break of dawn Load the rocket, and shock it and rock it till you drop Do the bump to the bump and don't stop You do rock it, rock it, rock it, don't stop

Yeah Woah, Kenny! Ayy What's up, doc? Ayy, I got carats (What's up?) Diamonds in my wrist jump around like a rabbit Catch me out in traffic with them choppas I'm a savage (woop) Chilling with a baddie now my ex-bitch jealous (Yeah) Flexing so hard now my friends say I'm petty (Uh) Everybody know that I'm a bad bitch bandit (Yeah) I be fly as fuck ain't no telling when I'm landing Yeah, this shit getting epic and my wrist on Atlantic Ocean, foreign whip coasting Sipping potion, moving slow motion Got me like, "Oh shit", might start dozing (Yup) Wrist start hurting, put ice on my Rollie (Ice) Racks not folding, pants get swollen (Yeah) My rose froze, spent twenty on emoji (Yeah) Strapped like soldiers, bitch, you know it Bank accounts and my guns loaded (Yeah) Smoke a lot of weed like I grow it I got old money, ain't moldy, yeah Jewelry game get a bitch cozy, ooh So, so smooth no lotion, yeah Ride around town with a toaster, uh Yeah, bitch, I'ma pop up for the bread Lil' nigga you do the mostest, yuh That's what this dumb bitch just said Fucked on the floor, made her fall out the bed Ayy before you go, can I get some more head? Ayy, kicked out the door, then I hopped in my Benz Yeah, I did it again, but this time with her friend Yeah, bring her back like I'm Shaq at the rim Yeah, told that bitch I'm the creme de la creme Yeah, told that bitch that I'm the best that it is Yeah, told that bitch that she know what it is, uh Spent a million on ice just to chill Got some more water, might buy some gills Yeah, they be like, "This lil' nigga is ill" Yeah, they be like, "This lil' nigga for real" Uh, off the porch straight to the field Yeah, I'm rich and still ride with my steel Yeah, I put crystal balls on my ears Uh, I'm balling hard, bitch, I got skills What's up, doc? Ayy, I got carats (What's up?) Diamonds in my wrist jump around like a rabbit Catch me out in traffic with them choppas I'm a savage (Suwoop) Chilling with a baddie now my ex-bitch jealous (Yeah) Flexing so hard now my friends say I'm petty (Uh) Everybody know that I'm a bad bitch bandit (Yeah) I be fly as fuck ain't no telling when I'm landing Yeah, this shit getting epic and my wrist on Atlantic Ocean, foreign whip coasting Sipping potion, moving slow motion Got me like, "Oh shit", might start dozing (Yup) Wrist start hurting, put ice on my Rollie (Ice) Racks not folding, pants get swollen (Yeah) My rose froze, spent twenty on emoji (Yeah) Strapped like soldiers, bitch, you know it Bank accounts and my guns loaded (Yeah), yeah

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