LYRICS
Bongo By The Way
I was poppin' fine, poppin' to you
Talkin' Orville Redenbacher to you
Gettin' cake, talkin' soccer to me
Feel bad if you an opportunist
Harlem Shake these hoes like Mase and Diddy
**** 'em all, if they act sadity
Who the man when I pop in your city
Sparkle the bottles, we got it litty
Tell the haters, blockin' "no no no"
She got her man, I say "so so so"
Why my wrist look like the glow, glow, glow
Why my neck look like the po po pos
She brought a friend, we had our friends
Her hair and her nails 'cause she fancy
Her baby daddy can't stand me
'Cause she call me daddy for damny
Oh, you pop her too
Everywhere we pop her too
Yeah bitch, we be poppin' too
Your girl call me papi too
After party, poppin' too
It's litty when we poppin' through
She pop for the pocket too
She leavin' but not with you (Ain't no)
Que estás haciendo ahora
Mm, no sé, ahora o a la noche
Es Cinco de Mayo
Vamos a tomar tequila
Hay que celebrar! Con Jeremih
Ay Jeremih!
Ayy, I don't think they got no panties on, damn!
I said I don't think she got no panties on, damn!
She came in here to ball out
I came in here to ball out
And I'm not one to holla
If you ain't got no dollars
It's 21 Savage, she too bad for Montana
Can I get your number
You making niggas call her (brr)
Senorita, I just sit back
And let's sip slow
I ain't felt this way before
Oh, oh you bonita senorita
I can't look and let this go
Go, just if I must say so
Oh, yes freaky girls
Got 'em in the pluto world
Tried to put me on they Snap
I had to push her off my lap
Yeah, had to push her off the lap
I had to push her off my lap
And I got so many views
I had to get that ass smacked
Listen, you call her
You dippin', we all know
You kill it, small talk
She look back, scream "Dada"
No panties, no problem
I'm backin' how they see, yeah, them chachas
Ayy, blah blah, that ass, that bumbum
Yeah, yeah, got a couple bad bitches
And I had a bad week but now I'm all good
It's Margarita Monday
Shawty need a runway up on Hollywood
Yeah, yeah, oh shit, it's a good day
Summer with the top down and we smokin' wood
Yeah, she said make her favorite song
She ain't got no panties on, I'm good
Ayy, I don't think they got no panties on, damn!
I said I don't think she got no panties on, damn!