W2TDS - Zebra Katz

Eyes closed as we just sway in dance

Low grind through time like my last chance

No fear on my mind that was me in the past

Got my bass so loud might wake the dead

Lips meet shotgun, in straight through the head

Rotate to the right and we did it again

Strobe light, shine bright, white lightning flash

Hands up in the air, keep shaking that ass

Walk up in the club

Grabbing drink, get the gun

Money on my mind, paper-chasing all the time

Haters' gotta hate but best believe I’m getting mine

Bitches on pay, hella fly

Bitches never thought that I would get so fly

Bitches never thought that I would get so fly

Wake up in the morning light the blunt, get the gun

When I see a hater I say «Hi hater, bye»

Bitches never thought that I would get so high

Bitches never thought that I would get so high

Wake up in the morning wipe the frost out of my eye

When I see a drink, motherfucker I tried

Wanna, run 'er I’ma coming

Motherfuckers ain’t telling me nothin'

Ain’t running on my huntin'

Lil' bad little bitch see me coming

Wanna run 'er, I’ma coming

Motherfuckers ain’t telling me nothin'

Ain’t running on my huntin'

Lil' bad little bitch see me coming