Hmm, ayy

Uh, got the Pedialyte
'Cause your boy just had him a night, Gravy, ooh
I'm literally fuckin' the police, she read me my rights, ooh
Feelin' so right, yeah, I'm feelin' so right
You could just eat me, just Princess Peach me
Never once in my life been greasy
Uh, Chantelle tryna tickle my tootsies, I get pussy, yes
I'm a cowboy like Woody, I fucked a horse girl once, yeah
Baby, my nutter all up on my wrist
Drippin' these baby tears all on your bitch
Ha, man, I'm too cold for that one, shit
Keep me goin', uh

I'm skiin' in Japan
Come and get your mans
Lean back (lean back), lean back (lean back)
Lean back (lean back), lean back, yeah
I'm skiin' in Japan
He done got the hands
Lean back (lean back), lean back (lean back)
Lean back (lean back), lean back, bitch

For you, babe
Oh, you know I got a whole lotta fragrances, baby
Yeah, tryna stay high
For you, babe
Brr, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ayy

Bitch, I act a fool
I can't chill, you know I can't
Gave your bitch a chance to get the dick
I dropped my pants and I said, "No"
No, no
You can't get it, I was just jokin'
What you been smokin'? Ayy

I'm skiin' in Japan
Come and get your mans
Lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back, yeah
I'm skiin' in Japan
He done got the hands
Lean back, lean back
Lean back, lean back

Pull up in this bitch, what's up? What's up?
What's up? What's up? What's up with it, baby?
Let me come through, turn up, lil' baby
Let me come through, get buck, lil' baby

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Everybody wanna get paid, I got you
Everybody wanna get paid, I got you
Everybody wanna get laid, I got you
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Everybody wanna get paid, I got you
Everybody wanna get paid, I got you
Everybody wanna get laid, I got you

I got you
I got you

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Armen Ingi Abrimian, Colin Franken, Matthew Raymond Hauri