Strip Pole - Webbie, Shell, Lil Trill

You all about that ass

Bounce that ass Bounce that ass

You all about that ass

Bounce that ass Bounce that ass

You all about that ass

Bounce that ass Bounce that ass

I got ma own bands, i don’t need niggas

I’m a fucking grown man

You a fucking gold digger

High school dropout friends with her

Get that big I was seventeen years old

Kept a couple G’s and some weed and some pole

And some bottles of that Rose, my thick like a strip hoe

Yes strip pole

Yes strip pole

Gonna be a G till the E and that’s clear to see

You see me doing me, lemme do me

This pimpin at it’s finest nigga and it’s clear to see

Gonna keep it real for life R.I.P to C

I ride that bitch I’ma slide that bitch

I gotta hide that bitch

Old pussy ass nigga with that pussy ass shit

Better go on a fore i have to quiet that bitch

Yeah vibe to that bitch if you really getting money

Throw a five in this bitch

Big fines got so many jumble in this bitch

Talking titties mixed with some soft eyes in this bitch

Strip pole

Yes strip pole

Strip pole

Yes strip pole

Fell in love with magic city

Hoes shaking ass and titties

I rarely fuck up a ticket that’s why they stay fucking with me

I turn up with bad bitches cause you only live one time

Check the stats we gonna ball for a lifetime

I keep it on me clip long as a strip pole

Rob you out yo bands then go blow it on some stripper hoes

Girl you want this dough well I want see some tricks

The way you come down and drop it can you do it on a dick

Pop that pussy on that hand stand

Can you climb that pole then come down shaking that ass

Bitches making millions off that strip pole

Bitches cash out tickets off that strip pole

Strip pole

Yes strip pole

Strip pole

Yes strip pole

She got me in that booty club every other weekend

I’m in love with the way she work the strip pole

I tell that bitch bend over let her sit

Baby you know just how this shit goes

Bounce that ass bounce that ass I’ma throw this money

Tell the waiter bring more ones we throwing by the hunnids

Matter of fact keep them bottles with the sparkles coming

Looking for that big booty bitch with the flat stomach

T-Pain voice i’m in love with a stripper

She a big fine horse you know I’ma tip her

It might be the molly it could be the liquor

Got me like woah while she sliding down the

Strip pole

Yes strip pole

Strip pole

Yes strip pole