It's like you walk up in the spot and uh
They see you coming
You ain't got to say a word
Oh oh you scatting on them
[Verse 1: DeStorm]
Girl, the way you put together
Makes it hard not to stare
If God accepted you in heaven
I'd say your looks go you there
Oooh I'm superficial but you still smirk
Just shows simple compliments but yet they still work
Spend them hours in the mirror
Go and pick your favorite shoes
You turning up tonight, girl
Make your haters lose
Make them players fill your shot glass
Make them pay their dues
Go and break the liqurios
Shake your ass in swimming pools
While the hood chicks lose scream out "bad bitches rule"
And I see you standing there hope you ain't got no man in here
These niggas on you like the Nina, Pinta, Santa Maria
And all that ass I can see it from here
You scatting on them
[Hook: Kreesha Turner]
We got the flashing, baby
They gon' know
Cause everywhere that we gon' go
They gonna see that I'm so fresh and difficult
Cause I know that we gon' show
(Scatting on them like)
Bap beedledo wow
(Scatting on them like)
Bap beedledo wow
Scatting on them like
(Scatting on them like)
Da da dara daee
(Scatting on them)
Swigina ba ba beedle be ba bao
[Verse 2:]
I'm scatting on them
About to go platinum on them
Etterbay inday ouyay
Pig Latin on them
No comprende? you wait
Kreesha Turner warn them
Like a pair of stockings
Yeah, we just ran up on them
In a different state of mind
You can call it California
Baddest chicks be on my nuts
I'm not a bra but I support them
Them Louis Hills, I bought them
She's excited, opposite of boredom
Like an orange [?] I ain't got to court them
Treat them like laundry
Learn how to sort them
Me and my army
We hopping out the [?]
Smelling like success
Looking like a photo
20 on the chest
Bruce [?]
[Hook]
[Outro: DeStorm and Kreesha Turner]
Yeah, get them girl
This might stop give me that awkward eye
Don't even say words, just start scatting on them
I wanna talk more shit, but
Kreesha sound too cold. Damn
When we come up in the spot ya'll see us coming
Scatting on you like beep bap boodah bau motherfucker
Scatting on you
Scatting on you like
I'm so fresh
Scatting on you like yeah
I think you killed them, girl
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