Album: Golden (2013)

Push It

Uh, push it
Push, push it
Push it
Push, push it uh
Push it, what?
Push it

Make you proud, push it
Make you proud, push it
Make you proud, push it
Make you proud, push it
Make you proud, push it
[?]

Bring it

Bring it back, throw it back
Back it up,
It's all the same thing if you got a big but
Skinny bad chicks you ain't gotta have an ass
Push it, push it, push it back
I'm an ass addict so I stay re up,
Then big booty bad bitches need a nigga love
Look it back at it, I'm a throw it back at it
Bitch, I just wanna fuck, I don't need love
I'm already turned, I don't need drugs
I was me high, feeling big butts,
Since I was near high I never gave a fuck
Fuck you wanna be bad bitches I can stack up bad
I can get her low, I can get her low low
But in the limbo lower than the lambo,
Lower than the nigga [?] might
Wanna beat it up and she turn into a soprano yeah

Push it, push it
Make you proud, push it, push it
Make you proud, push it, push it
Push it, push it
Make you proud, push it, push it
Push it, push it.
Push it, push it.

Throw it back, you little bitch

I swear to God she pack, like she got the strap,
And like a 4-5 to clap, push it
She going hard for a young nigga it ain't [?] no slack,
They say benz to make her dance, but I ain't need throwin up stacks,
But I might pay up, see I got body like tray up,
You know them hoes can pass around
In a room for the players,
These niggas haters, but damn this women love us
Fuck don't wanna cuff her, so don't wanna fuck us,
Catching fades, yeah, damn they fighting for me,
It's like in a new jaze come out,
These women tired to get the D
Then the young chick came up
Got off my fucking block,
She like UPS that mean we gave up the fucking box,
Please thanksgiving but you know you got that stuff in,
Plus it open for a young in,
I ain't bluffin, beat it up it's nothing
Can't stay tonight I got a flight head up to London
I'm gone, bitch

Push it, push it
Push it, push it
Push it, push it

Throw it back, you little bitch

2 on me, one black on vanilla
I ain't Jay Z but I bet they Rockerfeller
Put them glass heels don't call us Cinderella
I bet she can call up push it back
Hella, hella, hey,
You run away to young bulls, all late
Never on that bullshit okay
So please don't get away, get out of my way
[?] chessed up like a hero,
Think she was a chaffed away so feeding my ego,
All niggas stop, back it up chibo
Fuck her out then pass her like tibo,
Man it's still freak like a [?]
But we don't give a fuck about these hoes [?]
Fuck with your chick, ass by the kilo,
Say she wanna give me baritone, deep throat

Push it, push it
Push it, push it
Push it, push it
Make you proud, push it, push it
Make you proud, push it, push it
Push it, push it
Make you proud,
Push it back
Go back

Push it back, push it back